The moment Lin Sanjiu realized what was happening, she pounced forward.
The fear that exploded in her mind made her forget that she was a posthuman. Right now, she was merely moving based on basic instinct alone.
"Let go of him!" She growled loudly, anger dripping with every word. She tightened her grip on Puppeteer's neck. "If you don't let him go, I will kill you!"
It was only because Puppeteer was not at his tip-top condition that Lin Sanjiu was able to land a hit. In the past, this was something that could never happen. It never crossed her mind that she would have a chance to grab Puppeteer by his neck one day. She turned her head sideways in anger as she tried to avoid the hair and heavy fragrance that shot up into her nose.
