"Xiao Jin... I know I was wrong. Please don't scold me, okay?" Seeing that Xiao Jin remained silent, Nalan Yanran could only brace herself and say this.
Her voice was so soft it was almost unbearable.
Xiao Jin sighed lightly. "Then should I tell your teacher?"
"No, don't! You absolutely can't tell my teacher!" Nalan Yanran grew genuinely anxious this time. If Yun Yun found out, she would only worry.
"You had the nerve to do it, but did you never consider that Yun'er would definitely find out?" Xiao Jin was so furious that he almost laughed, yet there was nothing he could do.
If it had been Yun Yun instead, he would have made her lie across his lap by now and given her bottom a couple of smacks.
"I... I know I was wrong."
"I don't think you know at all." Xiao Jin could not be bothered to say more. He waved toward the North Dragon King. "From today onward, he'll be responsible for protecting you. You can rest assured. He's only a puppet and can manage the simplest forms of communication. Separate a wisp of your soul power and place it inside the puppet. From now on, he'll obey your commands."
Looking at the North Dragon King, who was built like an iron tower, Nalan Yanran was momentarily bewildered.
She had personally witnessed how powerful the North Dragon King was just now.
The Fierce Beasts that had exhausted the Flower Sect had been blown apart by the dozens with a single punch from him.
The enemies that had opposed the Flower Sect for so long had been slaughtered by the dozen in less than a minute.
Such a powerful expert was actually only a puppet?
Even the puppet was this formidable. Just how powerful was Xiao Jin,