This wasn't over yet. In the next moment, Chu Qing shrugged his shoulders, and with a flick of his large sleeves, everyone surrounding him, whether from the Yao Tai Sect or onlookers, quickly backed away to a considerable distance.
His Sea of Qi was broken, and naturally, his True Qi scattered. Since this person practiced Poison Skill, it's hard to guarantee that no toxins were released during this process.
Having people stay further away could ensure safety in case of any incident.
Of course, Chu Qing was also someone who bore grudges. Just a moment ago, these people had cursed him and falsely accused him of being a murderer, and he hadn't forgotten.
Thus, his methods weren't particularly gentle. However, he didn't go overboard either, only shoving those who shouted the loudest until they tumbled around and ended up bruised and battered.
The next moment, Chu Qing was already standing before the man:
"The way you use poison suggests you're no ordinary character.
"Who are you?"
