Seeing the situation unfold, Lin Xiao Tian glanced at his disciples, his expression relaxed as if this was expected. "Alright, time for our warm-up too… we cannot leave all the treasures to them," he said as he stepped forward.
Without hesitation, he moved toward the platform, his figure descending toward the nearest stairs leading down.
Just as he reached the edge, his movement halted abruptly as his flight broke, forcing him to land on foot.
Miao-Miao nearly slipped off his back from the sudden stop, while the others behind him experienced the same restriction. Their descent turned grounded, the invisible limit clear the moment they crossed the boundary.
Lin Xiao Tian frowned slightly as he steadied himself, his gaze shifting as he considered the change.
So there are rules here… figures, nothing comes easy in places like this.
He turned back briefly as he noticed the fat man was gone.
