When the cloaked cultivator walked up beside him, Xiao Hua stole curious glances at him. The cloak was exceedingly strange, shrouding the cultivator from head to toe. Nothing within it could be seen, let alone his face. Xiao Hua could not even sense what level of cultivation he possessed.
"Eh? Even his height... could change?" Xiao Hua was dumbstruck. When that cultivator had emerged from the shop beside them, Xiao Hua had clearly felt that he was much shorter than himself. Yet now that he had come close, the man was nearly the same height as him! Xiao Hua knew that he was rather tall, half a head taller than most people. If that man was of equal height, there was no reason he should have looked shorter just now!
"Ah, it's the cloak's effect!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized.
Just then, perhaps because Xiao Hua had stared for too long, the cultivator noticed. The head concealed beneath the cloak tilted slightly, and two cold gazes shot out like sharp swords. "Hmph, a little fellow at the Qi Cultivation second layer. What are you staring at? Be careful, or this old man will take your life!"
That voice was extremely hoarse and filled with cold cruelty, as though, if this were not Jingbo City, Xiao Hua could have been killed at any moment.
Xiao Hua shuddered and hurriedly lowered his head. "Please calm your anger, Senior. This junior did not do it intentionally. Please calm your anger!"
"Hmph!" The cultivator said no more. His steps flowed like drifting clouds and running water, while his height slowly changed as well. Before long, he had walked far away.
Xiao Hua kept his head lowered and watched the man depart from the corner of his eye. He sighed and was about to raise his