As Qin Ruan was lost in thought, there was a slight rustling sound from not far away.
She lifted her profound, icy cold eyes and stared at the source of the noise.
It was Xiaoguang and the female Puppet.
Qin Ruan's sinister eyes focused on the two Puppets, her gaze bloodthirsty and terrifying.
She pointed at them through the air, "Do you remember what I said before?"
The female Puppet knew she was seeking to settle scores, stepping in front of Xiaoguang, "We had no choice!"
Her extreme pallor was full of despair, intense grief enveloping her spirit.
Qin Ruan was too saddened to empathize.
The corners of her lips curled up in a wicked curve, an icy chill emanating from her body.
"I don't care about your difficulties, all I know is that you deceived me." Her voice was devoid of all emotion.
Xiaoguang, with a hand on the female puppet's shoulder, pleaded to Qin Ruan, "Miss Qin, can you spare us?"
Qin Ruan's eyes grew frosty, "On what grounds?"
