Sirin: The Toy Has Arrived

Bang!

Di Tian's body flew away like a kite with its string cut by that slap. His head slammed into the corridor wall, embedding itself deeply within it and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The arm that had been tightly gripping Qingque also loosened involuntarily from the sudden heavy blow.

"Di Tian!"

The Ferocious Beasts stared dumbfounded at the exaggerated human-shaped dent in the wall before quickly gathering around him.

Qingque's almond-shaped eyes widened as she watched the unfamiliar crowd suddenly close in on her, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

Without hesitation, she turned and sprinted upstairs, shouting at the top of her lungs as she ran, "Help! Sirin, save me! A perverted freak in disguise has snuck into the mansion!"

Crack—

As rubble fell, Di Tian pulled his head out of the corridor wall. With a Dragon Clan's defenses, let alone a wall, even if he crashed straight into metal, the metal would deform instead of him.

However, while the wall could not hurt him, that did not necessarily apply to everything else.

Bi Ji stepped forward worriedly. Looking at the bright red handprint clearly visible on Di Tian's face, she asked with concern, "Di Tian, are you all right?"

"I'm fine."

Di Tian waved his hand. Though half his face was still burning, his gaze remained fixed on the direction Qingque had disappeared in. "More importantly, hurry after Qingque. She seems to have mistaken us for people with ill intentions. We need to explain things to her before this gets out of hand."

All that could be said was that the Imperial Divine Beast had privileges. Even after being slapped, Di Tian was not angry at Qingque in the slightest; he only felt that it was his own fault.

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