What Qin Fengming had said was, of course, the truth. If Qin Fengming had not suddenly appeared and personally located and destroyed the puppet's source of magic power, Jin Shaotian and his sister would truly have been in danger.
Even if the two had self-detonated their magic treasures and used a strange secret technique to escape, they certainly would have suffered injuries.
However, seeing the young man before them take away the mid-Profound Tier puppet whose energy they had painstakingly exhausted, anger, shock, and reluctance welled up in the Jin siblings' hearts.
They had battled the puppet for two whole days, and the process had repeatedly brought them to the brink of life and death.
Yet the young cultivator had arrived only a little over an hour ago and had snatched it away before them. To the siblings, this was truly difficult to accept.
"Hmph, my Elder Brother and I never asked Fellow Daoist to help us. Even without you, my Elder Brother and I could have dealt with that puppet with its low intelligence. You merely took advantage of your close-range position to collect that puppet, which posed no threat anymore. Naturally, this matter cannot simply be let go."
Before Jin Shaotian could answer, the female cultivator beside him's jade-like face chilled first. She gave a cold snort and spoke in an extremely hostile tone.
As she spoke, her slender jade finger was already pointing at the enormous imitation weapon hovering above them. A buzzing sound rang out from the imitation Primordial Yellow Pole Halberd, carrying the clear intent that if they could not agree on a single word, she would drive this powerful imitation weapon, which emitted Chaos aura, into attack.
"This Qin has always treated others kindly, but he is by no means someone who will let