As everyone was assaulted by Mo Xie's pressure, they couldn't help but look at him in fear and dread.
Mo Xie flew slowly into the sky, like a sovereign looking at them from above. With his two hands behind his back, he looked around: "Is there really nothing else? Your last card is the Dark Guild's ambush I presume?"
"If that's the case, I will be proceeding with my own plans if you all do not mind."
Du Mingzi already covered with sweat as his body trembled: "W-we weren't part of the Mo Clan's demise, even if I were to swear an oath to the heavens, I am not part of it!"
Mo Xie hearing this couldn't help but chuckle: "Yeah, you weren't part of it, but if I remember correctly, your son is, together with a few of your top experts, pills, and weapons that you've provided to the Xiao Clan."
