"Stop!" A deep voice halted Xiao Lin's strike. It wasn't that they were weak, but rather that Xiao Lin was too strong.
"Elder Miao!" Xiao Lin gracefully withdrew his offensive stance and helped the other person up, brushing dust off their clothes. At this moment, he looked as harmless as a little kitten staring ahead.
"People from Dragon Soul are indeed extraordinary. I was nearly fooled by you." As Elder Miao spoke, Xiao Lin crossed his arms, adopting a defensive posture, eyes fixed on the old man before him.
"Alas..." Elder Miao sighed.
"Master, what does this mean?" The person who had previously attacked him moved behind Elder Miao, all showing some signs of injury, yet Xiao Lin had shown mercy.
