A few breaths later.
Chen Qiu left the area, leaving the rest for Little Handsome to handle. Seeing his bloodshot eyes, it was clear just how deeply he hated the Qi Sect Master. Thinking about it, though, it was understandable.
Before that senior artifact spirit appeared, this artifact spirit had always been muddleheaded.
He had never possessed any grand ambitions. He had originally had a wife, but later even his wife died. His life completely lost all its joy, and he could only remain imprisoned within the secret realm, patiently waiting for his lifespan to run out.
It was only after the senior artifact spirit appeared that Little Handsome's life gained a new direction.
The feeling of a bright lamp suddenly appearing in a sea of suffering was comparable to the bond between father and son.
As for the storage ring containing 1.6 billion Spirit Stones, he had not even gone to find the shopkeeper. Even if he had, it would have been useless. The Qi Sect Master was an Early Heavenly Immortal, and a restriction laid down by a Heavenly Immortal was not something the shopkeeper could break.
The shopkeeper did not yet possess the ability to break restrictions of that level.
He had promised the man a way out, making him undo the restriction himself.
Of course, this counted as a small stain on his record, one of the rare occasions when he failed to keep his word. But he had not killed the man. He had let him go; Little Handsome simply had not. Though the excuse was somewhat old-fashioned, it had to be said that this excuse always brought such peace of mind.
Sometimes, it did not matter whether an excuse was clichéd. As long as it worked, that was enough.
The more than 1.6 billion