"No."
An Jiuyue shook her head.
"This kind of puppet won't spread infection. The poison is inside their bodies, already differentiated. It's only enough to turn them into puppets—in other words, they're like painless killers, and rather inferior ones at that."
"Phew!"
Eldest Brother Yan let out a heavy sigh of relief.
With that explanation, he felt reassured. He had heard from the commander of the Longhu Guards that the injured lad had even attempted suicide.
Fortunately, the commander had managed to talk him out of it, putting him in a cage and saying they would consult an expert before taking any further action—if all else failed, suicide could still be an option.
That had calmed the situation down, preventing another loss of life.
"With the reassurance from my sis-in-law, I feel at ease now."
"You feel at ease just like that?"
An Jiuyue looked at Eldest Brother Yan with a faint glimmer in her eyes as she asked back.
"What do you mean?"
