"Mm."
Before Di Tian, Chrysanthemum and Ghost knelt on one knee. Even after a long while, they were still unable to rise.
Little Wu had already fallen into Di Tian's hands, and the restraints Guimei had placed on her were directly torn apart by Di Tian through brute force.
But Di Tian had already noticed Little Wu's slightly twitching eyelids and realized that the little rabbit had actually woken up.
She was probably pretending to sleep because she had never seen him before and was frightened, right?
"Y-you, who exactly are you? Aren't you afraid of retaliation from Spirit Hall for acting like this?"
Guimei forcibly suppressed the churning discomfort within him, raised his head, and looked up at Di Tian's solemn, majestic, incomparably cold face, as if he wanted to carve Di Tian's appearance firmly into his mind.
He did not understand.
Why were there always so many ridiculously powerful people on this continent?!
Was becoming a Titled Douluo really such an easy thing?
First Tang Hao, then Danheng, and now Di Tian had appeared.
He had only just recently gotten to see Tang Hao suffer a setback at his hands.
And now Di Tian had popped up, with strength that was likely far above Tang Hao's.
Did all the powerhouses on this continent enjoy playing the whole hermit-in-seclusion game?
Fine, play all you want, but could you stop dragging them in and making them part of your play?
"Retaliation? You'd have to find me first."
Di Tian shrugged indifferently. Once he took Little Wu back, he would have her stay with that little monkey and little bull python instead of running around everywhere.
As for himself, he would naturally return to the central region, serve Lord Silver Dragon King Gu Yue'na, and wait for her return.
Di Tian