Popon put his hand on Veclis's shoulder, nodding at him. "Go out there and try it out. Let us know if anything happens."
Veclis quickly calmed down and immediately flew out of the restaurant... or so he wanted. Too bad the city had Anti-Flight Formations, so no one could fly. Veclis could only rush by foot.
Popon and the other cultivators got up a few seconds later. They had no intention of staying in the restaurant in case something happened. Yet, Rean and Kentucky continued on their seats, eating the food they had asked earlier. That obviously bothered Popon's group. "Are you going to stay put here?"
Rean looked at him while drinking some wine. "Hum? Oh, there is no need for any of us to go anywhere. He should be back soon."
"What if he gets caught?" Popon asked back.
