Qiao Sang felt she was somewhat wronged.
If she hadn't initially assumed that only the Baby Shell in the waterway was awake, she wouldn't have let Xiao Xunbao provoke so much.
But there was no use complaining; what had happened had happened, and now it was time to think of a solution.
Reasoning was out of the question—given the way the Baby Shell and the Doppelganger Puppet were relentlessly pursuing her, they seemed to be driven insane with rage. She feared that if they caught up, they would unleash their skills right away.
With that in mind, Qiao Sang couldn't help but lament—how on earth did they serve as NPCs? How did they serve the public with such a temper?
Was it really necessary to get so worked up over a wiggle of the hips, a silly face, and a bit of spit?
As Qiao Sang ran, she regulated her breathing and considered the odds of Xiao Xunbao defeating them.
The Baby Shell wasn't much of a problem—it was just a low-level Pet Beast.
