"I'm about to break through!"
The man drew his longsword with a CLANG, drove it into the ground before him, and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes. Rhythmic streams of qi fluctuations poured out from him.
The people in line behind him were stunned. What is going on? Did he just start breaking through right here in the queue? How absurd!
Their surprise was understandable. Any cultivator wishing to break through would seek a secluded, quiet place, never a noisy street. The slightest disturbance could have unforeseen and terrible consequences.
HUFF!
Seeing the man sitting motionless before them, as if to deliberately spite Su Xuan, the Golden Scaled Crocodile grew displeased. The air hissing from its nostrils began to feel scorching hot.
"Easy now," Su Xuan whispered, gently patting the Golden Scaled Crocodile's head. "Be considerate. Don't cause a scene."
