Deepest within the Puppet Palace, a cold and towering figure stood upright.
Its entire body was covered in armor, leaving only a pair of indifferent eyes exposed.
At that moment, a graceful shadow walked over.
The Crimson Gold Puppet glanced at the other party and suddenly said, "I have just received definite news that that brat defeated several protectors the moment he entered the outpost."
"Either he deliberately concealed his strength beforehand, or he obtained unimaginable chances and fortunes within the Sea of Suffering."
Speaking up to this point, its tone suddenly turned frigid as it continued, "This person ruined my arrangements, and he must be eliminated no matter what."
"A mere newcomer to the Puppet Palace managed to ruin your arrangements?"
The woman let out an abrupt laugh and sneered, "Could it be that you, the Palace Master of the Puppet Palace, only have this much ability?"
"How heavy a price did we pay to push you into a higher position?"
"Yet what on earth did we get in return?"
"What do you mean?" The Crimson Gold Puppet's eyes opened and closed, its tone unfriendly.
"You don't have much time left."
"The ancestors' patience is limited."
The woman's voice was ice-cold.
The Crimson Gold Puppet's expression sank, and it said, "But if that brat is not eliminated, he will always be a hidden danger."
"It does not matter."
"That outpost will be breached before long."
"He will die there too."
"Obediently act according to the original plan."
"Fine." The Crimson Gold Puppet's eyes shifted, and in the end, it chose to compromise.
"Milord, this is your grotto-heaven."
Meng Que raised a hand to point ahead and spoke softly.
Her attitude toward Lin Fan had become very respectful, primarily because she acknowledged the latter's formidable strength.
This was a