"Heh heh, how about it? This move of mine has never failed to entertain a guest."
Xuanguang laughed out loud.
He looked exceedingly smug, as if he had already completely controlled Wang Ye and the others.
It was precisely this situation that made him ignore any threats.
The wine in the two goblets in his hands quickly turned black.
As a roadblock here, he paid a lot of attention to his defensive capabilities.
In order to continue drinking, he even altered the position of the Ninefold Rakshasa Gate purely for defense from all directions, so he could continue to drink at ease while watching those he captured struggle.
Xuanguang particularly delighted in seeing his prey struggling and pleading, even more so in the hope he gave them only to dash it away, it made him feel particularly pleased.
This extreme psychological sensation meant Xuanguang never showed any mercy to his prey.
As such, when he saw Wang Ye and the others trapped and only resisting, he was even more pleased.
