Because he cares, that's why he can't let go.
Yan Wei and he did not swear an oath of the Heavenly Dao, nor did they have a soul contract, but Tang Rao's most trusted one was always Yan Wei.
"Alright, stop being like a complaining widow, it's just going to the Land of Immortals. Just separation. Keep me in your heart, and I'll always be there." Tang Rao waved his hand and said with a smile, rarely indulging in artistic sentimentality.
But no one laughed.
Tang Rao felt a bit awkward.
"By the way, I've created a clone. The clone is me, so it's not really leaving." Tang Rao added.
Although Zhou Shengdian still had his own consciousness, as long as Tang Rao wished, he could completely control Zhou Shengdian with his own thoughts, so Zhou Shengdian was him, Tang Rao.
"It's different." Yan Wei said three words, his head still not turned.
