Misdirection Without Using Misdirection
"…"
Shocked gazes concentrated on one location. Expressions churned with numerous emotions.
In this crowded place, the shock factor was so overwhelming that people appeared frantic, trying to make sense of what they just saw as they kept looking at him again and again, their gazes moving between Mo Tian's face and Panqa's hand where some kind of pure white energy kept shrouding over her hand.
They had just heard some person cry out in shock, causing even more incredulity to fill their hearts and soul.
Just as they wanted to see what was going on, Mo Tian took his hand back as quickly as he extended.
"Haha… this is embarrassing. The remnant energy of this burn is too powerful for me to heal."
"…!"
Patriarch Soaren Goldsun subconsciously reacted to Mo Tian's words and waved his hand, causing his remnant energy that couldn't even be considered a drop to be dispersed from Panqa and Lanqua's hands.