"Wildly arrogant lad!"
Tang Mao's eyes grew cold. He had never seen a youth that did not want to show his face even when the opportunity was given to him. He mulled over the possibility of catching him first before thinking of the next step. He was sure that he would leak something under stricter forced questioning.
He took a step out and an unseen force was sent out from him, his body being the central point. In a moment, it had completely enveloped Mo Wen.
Mo Wen could only feel his body sinking slightly and the air coagulating a little. The surroundings seemed as though there was a large invisible hand compressing it.
The pressures of the Sea of Qi Realm and the Soothing Pulse Realm were entirely different. Perhaps the pressure of the Soothing Pulse realm was only affecting the other psychologically. Meanwhile, the pressure of the Sea of Qi Realm was easily tangible. It was not a move that could simply be deflected using psychology.
