"The reason for being wildly arrogant is because there is no need to be subtle with you guys. Moreover, it's much better than you guys being treacherous."
Mo Wen smiled and calmly took a sip of his red wine. His other hand was lifted slightly, and an unusual black and gold swirl suddenly appeared in his hand.
In the next moment, the unusual black and gold swirl disappeared and suddenly appeared ten meters away from Mo Wen's side.
A blood-curdling scream erupted from that direction. Only a person who was floating in mid-air in that black and gold swirl could be seen. He was locked within that black and gold swirl, spinning along continuously with it. His body was constantly being pulled into all kinds of shapes, and scream after scream was erupting from that person's mouth.
Mo Wen waved his hand, and that black and gold swirl disappeared once again. In the next moment, it had returned to his hand.