To be honest, just looking at that Iron Doll, Yu Sheng felt a strange, dangerous aura rushing toward him—the smiling face cast from white metal held none of the emotional warmth of a living person, yet he could clearly feel that this thing was staring fixedly at him, radiating a pure desire to attack devoid of any emotion.
But "she" did not charge forward immediately. Instead, she maintained a distance of several meters, making small adjustments to her posture as if performing a strange dance, seemingly searching for the most suitable angle of attack.
The sharp blades at the Iron Doll's fingertips stirred the thin mist in the air, occasionally flashing with a cold gleam.
Every nerve in Yu Sheng's body was taut. During their brief clash just now, he had already experienced this thing's astonishing speed and strength. Those seemingly slender "fingertip blades" could block the spiked club in his hand. Just that alone made this thing more dangerous than most of the vicious wolves in the Black Forest back then.
Huli also slowly walked over, staring fixedly at the strange humanoid wearing a black veil with the posture of a beast ready to pounce. A golden-red radiance gradually filled her eyes, and foxfire silently blossomed in the air one flame at a time.
"Eileen, is this one of your relatives?" Yu Sheng could not help muttering under his breath.
"How could that be!" The little doll immediately flew into a rage. "I'm a noble and elegant ball-jointed doll—this thing is obviously a wicked C-clip. Does it think it's worthy of being related to an Alice doll?"
Yu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth. He had only asked on a whim, never expecting Eileen's rebuttal to come from that angle—and almost at the same moment, he noticed a