After withdrawing his thoughts from the Soul Realm, Lu Li shifted his focus back to the outside world.
Ignoring Prince Dai Li, whose mouth hung slightly open and whose entire body had practically turned to stone, he turned to look at Arthas and Ner'zhul.
What he saw was—
the expressions on those two faces were even more spectacular than Dai Li's!
Their widened eyes were filled with terror and disbelief, while every pore on their faces radiated deep self-doubt!
When they saw Guangguai looking their way, Arthas and Ner'zhul seemed to snap out of their daze and jolted violently.
"This quasi-Demon King's corpse truly is extraordinarily powerful. I like it very much, so I must thank you two princes."
Guangguai cupped his hands toward them, a sincere smile on his aged face.
"Y-you... you... you really... completely controlled it?!"
Arthas held it in for a long while, his face flushing red before he finally managed to force out those words.
His voice was hoarse, utterly devoid of its previous composure and control.
Instead, he sounded exactly like a dim-witted goose that had been run over by wagon wheels dozens of times before stretching out its neck in a miserable wail.
"Yes, my own strength was lacking, so the process had quite a few twists and turns," Guangguai said modestly.
"But fortunately, I managed to control it and barely avoided making a fool of myself."
Crack.
The sound of Ner'zhul's jaw dislocating reached his ears.
Quite a few twists and turns?
From the moment you approached the corpse to the moment you completely took control of it—
less than the time it took to drink half a cup of tea had passed!
And for most of that time, you had just stood there blankly, doing absolutely nothing!
You called that a