"Personality?" The sunglasses man still seemed a bit confused. Perhaps he already understood, but refused to admit it. Just as Xia Na said, his face didn't look good at this moment, nearly devoid of color, and his body trembled slightly. Yet, simultaneously restrained by the Master Ball and Ling Mo, he could only forcibly compose himself in a state of inner panic.
When a person's greatest secret is suddenly exposed, it naturally feels unpleasant. As someone with secrets himself, Ling Mo somewhat understood the sunglasses man's current mindset. However, in Ling Mo's view, the reason the sunglasses man could keep his secret was certainly related to his bizarre ability, but more importantly, it was because of his identity.
