"Husband, who are these three?" Feng Yue cried out upon seeing the three Battle Puppets.
Jiang Liu had never brought any other men into this secret realm, which was why Feng Yue found it strange.
"Miss, these are the Battle Puppets the Husband brought back," Xiao He quickly replied.
"Battle Puppets? What are those?" Feng Yue asked doubtfully.
"All right, come over and sit down!" Murong Yin called out to Feng Yue.
Only then did Feng Yue come over and obediently sit down, waiting for Jiang Liu's explanation.
Meanwhile, Cuier and Xiao He hurriedly began serving tea before sitting down around them.
Seeing that they all wore expressions as though they were listening to a story, Jiang Liu was momentarily speechless.
Still, he went on to explain everything to them.
"These three Battle Puppets were all puppets personally refined by the Nether God of the Nether Race."
"When I arrived this time, the Nether God had already been wounded by the Frost Race's formation. When he saw me coming, he tried to flee. In the end, he left these three Battle Puppets behind to cover his retreat. I subdued them and brought them under my control."
"Personally refined? Husband, do you mean these three puppets were refined into puppets while they were still alive?"
Zheng Yunshang was startled when she heard this.
She had never imagined that such evil people existed in this world.
When she had seen these Battle Puppets just now, other than standing there motionless, they had seemed almost no different from living people.
Who could have imagined that they really had been refined into puppets while still alive?
"Mm. It's not just this kind of puppet refinement. The Nether Race has always treated living people as cultivation resources."
Jiang Liu nodded in reply.
"This, this..." Zheng