Xu Min's footsteps were not heavy, but with every step he took, the diners around him felt as though he were treading on their hearts.
When he reached the bearded man's table, Xu Min said nothing. He merely lowered his head and glanced at the bones scattered on the floor.
His right foot rose.
It came down.
He ground it lightly.
His foot never touched the chicken bones on the floor, yet they instantly turned to fine powder, without even a scrap remaining.
The powerful inner qi pressed a shallow footprint into the bluestone floor.
At the sight, the bearded ringleader sobered up halfway.
He raised his head and saw a middle-aged man in black armor standing before him, staring down at him.
There was little expression in those eyes, but their gaze alone made every hair on his body stand on end.
Seeing Xu Min's attire, the bearded man's Adam's apple bobbed. His greasy lips trembled as he tried to say something.
Inner Energy enveloped the four men at the table.
Ripples spread across the wine on the table. Sweat broke out on the bearded man's forehead, and the other three lost their drunken air as well.
The young man beside him was barely over twenty, his cheeks flushed red from drinking.
Seeing Xu Min bearing down on his elder brother, blood rushed to his head. He stiffened his neck and said, "We weren't bothering you."
The bearded man turned and glared at him, wishing he could stuff that mouth into the wine jar.
"Shut up!"
The bearded man raised a hand to restrain his young companion, hastily trying to apologize to Xu Min.
The young man had not finished speaking.
Xu Min's right hand settled on his saber's hilt.
His index finger hooked the ring on the hilt,