Looking at the confident Wang Mang, a faint smile appeared on Mo Yang's face.
Then, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he slowly said, "Hehe, looks like you're very confident.
"But that's true. With your strength, no one in the younger generation of the clan can compete with you.
"I'm very curious. With your strength and talent, why did you come to the Endless Holy Son Realm?
"What happened? Are those people from the Nine Clans of the Abyss stupid?"
Hearing this, Wang Mang's expression froze and he said ambiguously, "Who knows what they're thinking?
"Perhaps in their eyes, I'm just a genius with some talent."
Looking at Wang Mang, Mo Yang narrowed his eyes.
Then, he chuckled and said, "Looks like those guys are blind.
"Hehe, I'm just a little curious. Little friend, don't mind me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he gave Wang Mang a meaningful look.
