Lin Xiao nodded. "I've recovered most of it, thank you for your concern."
Whether it was concern for his health or for the "Dragon's Roar Nine Heavens," Lin Xiao didn't elaborate.
"Then?"
Gu Qianfan swallowed the food in his mouth and asked impatiently.
"After everyone has finished dining... and myself, once I'm full, I'll give you all a good demonstration," Lin Xiao said as the shop owner called him over to collect his breakfast.
"Alright."
From the time Lin Xiao started eating to when he finished, it only took three minutes. For these elders, these three minutes felt like an eternity.
Every second seemed to pass incredibly slowly.
When Lin Xiao finished eating, paid, and prepared to leave, almost everyone stood up simultaneously with a "腾" sound.
This sudden movement startled the other customers nearby.
"Gentlemen, please don't scare them," Lin Xiao reminded them softly.
"Mr. Lin is right," Nangong Wentian quickly replied.
Then, the group left the restaurant.
It was only then that the other patrons inside the restaurant felt the strange pressure on them disappear.
While they were dining, they had all felt an invisible pressure. Some customers had even turned and left subconsciously upon entering.
This had made the shop owner feel helpless, but he didn't know why.
Now, he finally understood. It was likely due to Mr. Lin's... friends.
They all looked burly and robust, sitting upright. Several of them had scars on their arms and faces.
Lin Xiao glanced around and said, "Gentlemen, there are too many people around here. Let's find a less populated place."
"Alright."
As the words fell, seven afterimages were left behind, and then all of them vanished.
Those who had seen them around rubbed their eyes, not understanding what had just happened. Was there a mirage in Shashih?
Could they have run into ghosts in broad daylight?
The group arrived at a small island in the middle of the river.
The island had not yet been developed, retaining its pristine, ecological appearance, lush and verdant.
Each person found a sharp tree branch to stand on.
It was as if their bodies had no weight.
Lin Xiao looked at them and said slowly, "Gentlemen, watch carefully. I can only demonstrate it once."
He feared being drained if he had to repeat it.
With that, he raised his hand.
The moment he raised his hand, the six elders performed a backflip almost simultaneously, creating a distance of over ten meters, watching Lin Xiao from afar.
At this moment, 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.
A profound aura started to spread outwards.
Although this aura was much weaker than when Lin Xiao had suddenly discovered the five-clawed golden dragon that day, its appearance caused the six men, without exception, to betray an unconcealable hunger in their eyes.
In Lin Xiao's palm, a tiny five-clawed golden dragon appeared.
"Dragon!"
"Nine Heavens Roar, there really is a dragon!"
The six elders, all over a hundred years old, were now like children who had seen a new toy, each more excited than the last.