There was usually only a thin line between a genius and a madman.
Su Yu was a genius and also a madman.
And what Moduo needed at this moment was this madman.
He looked at the people in the hall and revealed a faint smile on his face. He said softly, “The door is closed.”
Xuan Wuji and the others frowned.
What did he mean?
Moduo smiled and walked to the end of the hall. He sat on the throne and pressed his hand on the armrest. He said softly, “This martial arts hall only guards the outside, not the inside. This armrest is the switch that opens the door!”
“Otherwise, once the door is closed, this is forged by King Gong. It can not be broken unless it is invincible or even in the DAOMERGE!”
The group of people frowned again. Xuan Wuji forced a smile and said, “Brother Moduo, there is not much conflict between immortals and demons. If there is anything wrong with Pan Hu, brother Moduo, say it. If it is really Pan Hu’s fault, we can have a good talk...”