At the same time, the crowd seemed to become much denser, as several figures inconspicuously inched closer to Chen Shi.
"Kites! Watch out for my kite!"
A group of children, gleeful as could be, ran toward them, dragging kites they planned to launch into the skies above the bustling market.
At that moment, several strands of thread nearly invisible to the naked eye snaked through the crowd like slender serpents, signifying the use of another kind of spell.
In addition, several wooden puppets, only three to four inches tall but moving stiffly and with remarkable speed, weaved their way beneath the feet of the pedestrians, wielding tiny swords and knives with a fierce mien as they advanced toward Chen Shi.
Black Pot started running, weaving through the crowd.
An unseen blade of Sword Qi struck from behind at Chen Shi, who bent his waist just in time, narrowly avoiding the attack, and snatched the half-eaten candied haw from a passing little girl, consuming the last piece.
