"You! You!"
Heavenly Secret Sprite Number Seven was so furious that its little face had turned red.
Yet after stammering "you" for half the day, it could not spit out a single coherent retort. It only felt that it had a hundred mouths and no way to defend itself.
Number Seven's Perception range was vast, allowing it to easily hear discussions from all over the island.
It was stunned!
How could someone say nothing at all, merely put on an expression as though they had been deeply hurt, and convey so much? Was this what they called the treachery of the human heart?
Even Old Dao was not as good as Xu Xiaoshou at pretending to be wronged!
"Xiao Qi, stand down. You're no match for him. Don't humiliate yourself," Dao Qiongchang said with a smile as he tugged the Heavenly Secret Sprite back, utterly merciless.
Number Seven was surrounded on all sides, looking as though it were about to vomit blood. It glared fiercely and adorably at Old Dao. "This baby refuses to accept it!"
It broke free from Old Dao's large hand and reached behind its head, pulling out a jade slip larger than its own head.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it, and they were somewhat curious.
Such a head-sized... Heavenly Mechanism Puppet? It did not look like it had any combat power. What could it do? Across from it stood Xu Xiaoshou, whose tongue could blossom into lotus flowers. If all it had left was a mouth, it would be better off saying nothing.
Holding it in was uncomfortable, but surely that was better than speaking up only to be countered until it vomited blood? Heavenly Secret Sprite Number Seven flapped its wings as though no one else existed, swept its gaze over the huge jade