"Ow!"
Di Ming flew backward and slammed into the wall of a building, crying out in pain.
His eyes had been fixed solely on Di Yao. Though he had seen Wang Xian, one glance told him Wang Xian was merely a weakling at the Quasi-Emperor Realm Twelfth Heaven, so he had paid him no mind.
Who would have thought that Wang Xian would suddenly appear before Di Yao and kick him flying?
The power contained in that kick had been so terrifying that it had nearly shattered his body.
"Big sister, who is he?"
Rubbing his still-aching chest, Di Ming came before Wang Xian and Di Yao, looking at Di Yao with a deeply wronged expression.
"Don't call me big sister. We aren't familiar!"
Di Yao's expression was cold.
Ever since the battle stage fights, this fellow had latched onto her. Even the way he addressed her had changed from Di Yao to big sister.
If he had not been of great help to Feng Gan, Crimson Emperor, and the others at the Second Imperial Pass, she would have slapped him to death already!
"Kid, you're asking who I am? Do I have such an ordinary face, or have you forgotten how I slapped you flying before?"
Wang Xian stared coldly at Di Ming.
This guy really refused to give up. He had actually set his sights on Di Yao. He truly did not take Wang Xian seriously at all.
If Di Yao had not just sent him a voice transmission saying that this guy had shown kindness to Crimson Emperor and the others, that kick would have killed him already!
"It's you?!"
Hearing that, Di Ming abruptly looked at Wang Xian, and his expression instantly changed.
"Now that you know it's me, hurry up and get lost!"
Wang Xian