The Lotus that was protecting Xaloc disappeared and Xaloc scrutinized these people whose minds had been filled with greed and desire.
To them, Xaloc was like a plump lamb in their eyes, and they were unwilling to let him go without taking a bite.
If Xaloc was weaker, he would die here without a burial place. This was the world he lived in.
Since he was stronger, it means he could do whatever he wanted with no consequences. It was truly a terrible place.
His gaze when looking at them did not emit any killing intent but for no reason, the atmosphere in the market became oppressive and heavy causing everyone to be on a verge of suffocation.
Xaloc was already annoyed and bored with this entire scenario. Why did he feel like nothing could hold his interest for long? With that in mind, he turned in the direction of the inn, raised his leg and took a step forward.
Bang!
