Jiang Lan looked at Miao Qinghe in silence.
He understood the other party's point.
His existence had affected the Heavenly Human Race.
Even if he did not obtain the Empyrean Scripture and even if he had no intention of cultivating it.
He had the qualifications to obtain it.
That was equivalent to threatening the Heavenly Human Race.
The Empyrean Scripture belonged to the Heavenly Human Race.
What would happen if an outsider obtained it?
The answer was impossible to predict, but the Heavenly Human Race's position would definitely be threatened.
This was not a question of whether he wanted to or not, but whether he could.
As long as he could, it was useless no matter how he thought about it.
Only by not existing could the Heavenly Human Race sleep peacefully.
It was just like a stranger getting the keys to one's house. One couldn't expect the other party to not want to come.
