In the past, Luo Qian would have crushed those two like cockroaches. But in that instant, Qi Ren suddenly struck him as ridiculous. The struggle had been doomed to end in Qi Ren's defeat from the start, yet Qi Ren had never known it. When defeat finally came, he lost control and said such things to Luo Qian. How could an opponent whose composure had fallen into chaos still have any appetite for revenge?
For people who thought themselves above everyone else, death was not the most terrible ending. Letting the taste of failure gnaw at their hearts again and again for the rest of their lives, while denying them any chance of revenge—that was punishment. As for the saying that a snake left alive would strike back, that was the talk of cowards who feared snakes. It was the logic of the weak, to whom snakes were a threat. But to a strong creature like an eagle, was a snake a threat? Luo Qian was not afraid. Even if Qi Ren rose again, he could never threaten him. Besides, could Qi Ren ever rise again?
Luo Qian could not be bothered with them, but that did not mean others would leave them alone. He knew perfectly well that no fewer people in the Immortal Realm were waiting to flatter him than there were soldiers in the Heavenly River Camp. Even if he let the two go, someone else would deal with those "possible threats" for him.
Dangerous as the affair had been, it had also cleared a worry from his mind. After this, if anyone tried to make an issue of Luo Qian's Lower Realm origins again, the entire Immortal Realm would find it tiresome. Lu Xiaofeng was baffled: Had I really wronged him back then?
Though the threat