Before the waiter finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Excuse me, friend, are you the famous hero Xie?" The person who spoke had a slightly hesitant tone, and it was obvious that he was not very sure.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes were drawn to this side. Although the man before them was dressed exactly like the legendary Xie Qi, everyone still had some doubts. After all, no one dared to easily assert that this man was the legendary hero.

At this moment, a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with an arrogant look on his face shouted at Xie Qi nonchalantly, "Tsk, stop being so mysterious! What are you pretending for! Just lift the hat off the person next to him and see if she is a beauty."

But before the young man could finish his words, there was a faint sound of "swish" and a flash of cold light. Xie Qi's sword was already unsheathed and flew straight towards the young man who had spoken rudely.

A shadow flashed by, and the sword pierced through the man's crown, then pierced straight into the wooden stake behind him, nailing the arrogant young man to the wall.

This sudden change left the man stunned. His body began to tremble involuntarily and his face turned pale, as if he was about to collapse to the ground in the next second.

However, what made everyone believe that he was the great hero Xie was that Xie Qi just raised his hand nonchalantly, and the sword, as if pulled by an invisible force, flew straight towards him and accurately returned to the scabbard at his waist!

Everyone present was dumbfounded. You know, in order to control the flight of the sword so precisely and sheath it smoothly, the internal strength required is not something that ordinary warriors can possess.

Yet, the person before him could perform it with ease. Who else could it be but the renowned hero Xie? For a moment, everyone looked at Xie Qi with awe and admiration.