Mo Xiu was not only a master swordsman. In reality, he was a hunter who helped his family search for Darkness Department creatures in the Ancient Land. As a hunter, he firmly believed in one principle: creatures that truly bit people usually did not roar and bluff.
Among primitive creatures, roaring served only one purpose: intimidation!
Usually, intimidation came from not knowing the other party's background. Otherwise, a normal carnivore would generally choose to lurk beside its prey rather than alert it with useless roars.
Many jungle laws applied equally well to reality. Take the young man before him, for example. He seemed to have many intimidating qualities, but his constant bluster only revealed how guilty he felt.
He had wielded a sword all his life and lived through countless years. He had seen more storms than many young people had even heard of. Of course, he would not be frightened by a creature that only knew how to roar, even if that creature's roar was unusually ferocious!
"Come on, little great-grandson!" The instant Mo Xiu picked up his sword, he became a swordsman brimming with heroic spirit. Even if he faced an Interstellar Legion, he would not waver in the slightest with only a sword in hand. All these years, whenever he picked up his sword, he had never retreated!
"Forgive me!" Xi Ye gave a slight nod and gently raised his right hand. In an instant, the black hole in his hand expanded. Without the slightest warning, everyone felt that the inexplicable black hole had enveloped them!
A group of experts stood up in horror, warily watching their surroundings as they adjusted their breathing and examined themselves!
They could not have been mistaken about what they had seen. That obviously dangerous thing in the other party's hand had