A gentle breeze brushed across the three stunned faces. Dry leaves on the ground rustled in the wind, mirroring the three men's feelings.
Confusion, helplessness, astonishment!
A moment later, Hong Ming shot to his feet, darting forward like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he was beside Su Chen, gripping his arm with trembling hands. "Let me see."
Su Chen had been ready for this, so he revealed the deep crimson Iron Line.
When Hong Ming saw that vivid streak, Su Chen could feel his arm trembling.
Hong Ming drew a deep breath, his face suddenly brightening with joy. "Good, good, good! You really broke through!"
As those words settled the matter once and for all, Qin Hao, who had been standing nearby with a hint of nervousness, froze. The delight he'd felt after stealing the show earlier turned sour in an instant, as if something important were slipping farther and farther away from him.
Li Mo abruptly stopped in his tracks, rooted to the spot. He had been stunned the moment Su Chen spoke. Only when Hong Ming confirmed that Su Chen had broken through did he come back to his senses. He gave a bitter smile and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
After a long while, the three of them finally calmed down. Hong Ming gazed at Su Chen with delight and smiled. "You rascal, something this big, and you didn't tell me ahead of time!"
His eye was sharp; he could already tell that Su Chen had broken through some time ago. But there was not a trace of blame in his words.
Su Chen smiled at that. "It was a lucky coincidence. I've been getting used to it lately, so I didn't come to the Martial Hall Exchange