The other guests had felt an invisible pressure during their meal, and some who had entered the establishment had instinctively turned and left.
This left the owner feeling helpless, as he didn't understand the reason.
Now, he finally understood. It was probably due to Mr. Lin's… friends.
They were all burly, with imposing physiques, and sat with rigid postures. Several of them bore scars on their arms and faces.
Lin Xiao glanced around and said, "Gentlemen, there are too many people here. Let's find a less crowded place."
"Alright."
As the words fell, seven afterimages were left behind by the seven individuals, and then they all vanished.
Those who had seen them nearby rubbed their eyes, not understanding what had just happened. Was this a mirage in Changsha?
Surely, they weren't seeing ghosts in broad daylight.
The group arrived at a small island in the middle of the river.
This island had not yet been developed; it was an area of untouched natural beauty, verdant and densely vegetated.
Each person found a pointed branch to stand on.
It was as if their bodies had no weight.
Lin Xiao looked at them and slowly said, "Gentlemen, watch carefully. I can only demonstrate it once."
Another demonstration, and he feared he would be drained.
As he spoke, he raised his hand.
The moment he raised his hand, the six elders, almost simultaneously, executed backflips, creating a distance of over ten meters, and only dared to watch Lin Xiao from afar.
Lin Xiao stood with his hand raised, as if he were holding something.
His eyes were fixed on the center of his palm, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
An arcane aura began to spread outwards.
Although this aura was significantly weaker than when Lin Xiao had first discovered the five-clawed golden dragon, the moment it appeared, the six men, without exception, could not hide the longing in their eyes.
In Lin Xiao's palm, a minuscule five-clawed golden dragon appeared.
"A dragon!"
"Nine Heavens Dragon Roar, there really is a dragon!"
The six elders, all over a hundred years old, were like children seeing a new toy, each more excited than the last.
Then, the golden dragon slowly took shape in Lin Xiao's hand, coalesced, and finally, detached and soared into the sky.
"Why is it so small?"
Lin Xiao was somewhat puzzled. More than half of the true qi in his body had vanished, not much different from yesterday. However… the dragon's size had shrunk a hundredfold.
Yesterday, it had truly been a five-clawed golden dragon, appearing like a life-sized divine dragon.
But today…
He felt as if he were just playing around. Nevertheless, just like yesterday, the golden dragon circled in the air, letting out a dragon's roar.
"Roar!"
This sound still echoed through the heavens.
However, both its grandeur and its aura had diminished considerably.
Lin Xiao then glanced around, waiting for the seniors to speak.
It was better that he looked. As he did, all the seniors' faces showed expressions of reverence, deep longing, and a dazed look in their eyes.
For them, this was the closest they had ever been to hope in decades.
Lin Xiao couldn't bear to disturb them and waited quietly.
About ten minutes later, the six men gradually came back to their senses. This time, they looked at each other and gave wry smiles.