Conflict
"Who said you could leave?"
Faced with this threatening message, the old elder realized that this was not a good situation. Cold sweat trickled down his back against his will, and as much as his pride disallowed feeling so scared of a junior several dozen years younger than him, he knew his life was at risk here. There was no time to be thinking about pride.
'This isn't good… I have to get out of here!'
Turning around, the elder quickly fired off a blast of Qi in an attempt to buy some time, but Xuan simply snapped his fingers and the energy concentration dissipated into thin air. The elder's eyes widened.
"Impossible… how did you erase my Qi like that?!"
Of course, Xuan wasn't about to tell him anything. A dead man had no business knowing secrets.
"Heh. I would say 'good try', but… it really wasn't. Anything else? Show me what you have, praised 'elder' of the wealthy Yang Family."