So Lively

Dwun spoke softly.

"Want me to ease the tension?"

Razor glanced at him.

"Don't move yet."

Ging took half a step back.

That half-step had been far too natural.

Bai Zhu saw it.

He turned and stared at Ging.

"What do you mean?"

Ging spread his hands.

"Young people need opportunities to show themselves."

"Why, thank you so much."

Bai Zhu walked over to the window and looked at List.

"How long does it usually take you to handle something like this?"

List glanced at the official, then at the people in line.

"Through the proper channels, anywhere from half a day to three days."

"Too slow."

Bai Zhu nodded, his tone utterly serious.

"Thinking burns a lot of energy."

The official's expression changed.

"What do you mean? This is a government hall. You'd better watch your attitude."

Bai Zhu rested his hand on his sword hilt.

"My attitude's been perfectly fine."

The official raised his hand to call security.

"Guards!"

Ryujin Jakka left its sheath.

The temperature in the hall abruptly soared.

The window glass shattered instantly under the sudden heat.

Under Bai Zhu's deliberate control, the edges of the documents on the desk began to yellow, and the approval form on top curled up on its own.

The official's voice caught in his throat.

The security guards rushed halfway over, only to be driven back several steps by the heatwave.

Someone cursed.

"I don't see any Nen!"

"What kind of ability is this?"

"A fire type? No, there's no Nen flowing around him."

Several Hunters who had been watching the show all rose to their feet.

The steel ball in Razor's hand stopped moving, Satotz's coffee cup froze halfway to his mouth, and List finally moved the documents back a little to keep them from scorching.

Bai Zhu