Chapter 291: Transcendent Qing (28)
The tip of Qing’s sword pointed—and the crowd split like the Red Sea.
It was as if a cannonball had blasted from the blade.
People screamed and scattered left and right, and the tight circle of onlookers opened into a single, clean corridor.
A narrow, perfectly straight path now led across the square.
Then, in the middle of it all, someone started to stumble forward—pushed and shoved by the others—until a man was spat out into view.
He stumbled, saw the blade pointed directly at him, went pale, and immediately tried to dive back into the crowd.
What, does he think I shoot lasers out of this thing?
Actually... that’s kind of fun.
But the man was shoved again, harder this time. He tripped and fell flat on his ass with a loud thud.
“It—it wasn’t me!”
“Don’t be ridiculous! You were the one yelling!”
“I heard it clearly with my own ears!”