His Shen Qingqiu, his shizun, a powerful human immortal, was a cold man and would punish him harshly for no reason, but at some point he subtly warmed him up with kind actions. Luo Binghe saw the tenderness hidden behind his mask of coldness, which he now knows was another person, Shen Jiu, who reincarnated into the body of his evil shizun and was acting like him, however, as a decent individual, he did not want to be cruel. A moment of discovery happened, winning his heart, as his shizun saved his life but left Shen Jiu almost unable to fight as he was weak and sick. Therefore, Binghe served him and clung to him. However, Shen Jiu threw him into the dangerous abyss when Luo Binghe was 17 years old, in the prime of his life. They hadn’t seen each other for a few years, one of the reasons, of course, was the anguish and hurt of feeling betrayed.

He had faced countless dangers, his demon bloodline had grown stronger, and he had acquired many riches. There were countless women available to him, but Binghe had no interest in any of them. He only wanted his shizun back, especially after finding out that Shen Jiu had been forced by a system to throw him into the abyss. Binghe had found out all of this through a skilled fortune teller.

Now that he knew the truth, all the resentment had disappeared, leaving only the admiration he had felt when he was young. Now that he knew that Shen Qingqiu was actually Shen Jiu, he would no longer be deceived, even if Shen Jiu continued to act falsely cold. Luo Binghe wasted no time in going to visit him. As soon as he saw him, his face lit up. So much time had passed, now Binghe had surpassed his shizun in height, their strengths were almost equal, except for the fact that the elder was still sick. The last time they saw each other, however, he himself was still a head shorter than his shizun.

Shizun... says with a respectful bow. Shen Jiu! That’s your real name, huh?