Pop!
Luo Xi snapped his fingers lightly.
A bright red flame appeared on his thumb, radiating intense heat.
The old man was startled, "This fire? Magic?"
"This is not magic."
After thinking for a moment, Luo Xi tossed the flame into the water in the kitchen sink.
In an instant, as the high-heat flame made contact with the water, copious amounts of steam rushed out.
He opened the back door of the kitchen, allowing the steam to escape.
The grandmother stood there, dumbfounded, her face a picture of confusion.
Is this magic?
It didn't seem quite right.
Luo Xi felt it might still not be enough, so he took the 'Snowy Silver Wolf' out of his Dreamland bag and swung it towards the sky in the backyard. Instantly, a ray of light in the shape of a silver wolf soared into the air along with the sword's glow, emitting a rather piercing sound in the air.
