Whoosh!
All the force and pressure inside the sedan chair suddenly vanished, as though they had never existed.
A faint smile touched Xiao Changsheng's lips.
"You kept your composure. You didn't strike back at the critical moment."
Lin Xiaotian looked at him, the corner of his mouth twitching as though he were looking at an idiot.
His stare made Xiao Changsheng visibly uncomfortable, and he hastily added:
"Of course, when you entered this sedan chair, you knew I wouldn't really harm you. But few people can restrain themselves from striking back at a critical moment as you did."
The corner of Lin Xiaotian's mouth twitched again.
This household head was as cracked in the head as his daughter.
No kidding. If he wanted to kill me, why wait until now? He could have done it back at the household.
Seeing the household head's slight discomfort, he decided to give him a way to save face.
"Household Head, what did you want to see me about? Surely it wasn't just to test me?"
Xiao Changsheng finally caught himself, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He had almost let this boy steer the conversation. The invisible pressure of recent days had apparently clouded even his judgment as household head.
He settled back into his seat, composed once more, and casually pointed. "Sit over here."
Lin Xiaotian walked over at an easy pace and sat down directly opposite him.
A powerful sense of pressure still emanated from the man from time to time.
He looked at him with some curiosity.
Understanding his look, Xiao Changsheng offered a brief explanation:
"After reaching Internal Force, your blood qi becomes so powerful that it is almost tangible, forming a blood-qi membrane beneath the skin."
"Ordinary martial artists find it very difficult to injure someone at