Tang Yu was no longer smiling, and he was no longer drunk. His words echoed though it was not loud and the City of Thousand Gods that was usually bustling with laughter and chatter of "Experts" was silent, no words uttered not even a single cough.
Wang enjoyed the silence. He didn't want to move on his own because he was too weak. The people below them would only laugh at him because of his ignorance, and the nightmares he wanted to bestow upon them would not happen.
[But that does not mean I'll keep quiet.] Trouble always finds him, and trouble always ends with his means. Wang Ling loses, but he never truly gives anyone an enjoyable victory, and in this case where he had a stacked hand with a lot of moves, he didn't even need to do anything grand, [But I have got to say, that kind of Domain is eerie.]