Han Luo's action immediately gave Han Yi and Han Yue a fright.
They had never expected that Jiang Liu would actually manage to control even Han Luo, a Battle Puppet.
Han Yi in particular felt complicated emotions as she watched Han Luo kneel before Jiang Liu.
After all, Han Luo had watched her grow up and had always taken such good care of her.
Yet now, he had ended up in such a state. She could not help feeling a little suffocated.
She also knew that none of this had anything to do with Jiang Liu.
Moreover, in a sense, it was Jiang Liu who had rescued him.
He was no longer helping the enemy of the Frost Race, the Nether God, deal with his own people.
Han Yi had no idea that the Han Luo from moments ago had actually possessed a chance to completely awaken.
It was just that Jiang Liu had forcefully erased it.
Jiang Liu had expended so much effort, even going so far as to consume his own Source Essence, but he had not done so to save this Han Luo.
Besides, if this Han Luo were allowed to awaken,
the entire Frost Race would be filled with unstable variables.
One had to know that Han Luo was now at the second stage of the Saint Realm.
Jiang Liu knew Han Luo's previous attitude toward him all too well.
Most importantly, Jiang Liu did not want to lose a loyal second-stage Saint Realm fighter.
Therefore, for his own sake, Han Luo would be better off obediently remaining a Battle Puppet from now on!
Jiang Liu sized up Han Luo and sensed that the injuries on his body had begun to recover. "Stand aside."
"Yes!" Han Luo's figure flashed, and he left Jiang Liu's side, moving