Enemies and Old Lamp

Old Lamp, however, did not give up.

An unnatural flush appeared on his deathly pale face. With a burst of strength, his shoulder actually moved an inch—but that single inch of movement

came at the cost of his muscles being torn from the bone, like chicken meat ripped from a drumstick.

The puppet threads extending into his body also sliced his muscles to shreds.

"Kid, you've got some spirit, but I'll make you talk. I definitely will. Believe me." Death Puppet Tower Master's tone brimmed with fury and hatred.

"Stop, Death Puppet. What is the Bright Realm trying to do?"

"Openly and without cause, you're torturing and killing a Tower Guardian from our Deep Blue Star inside the Lighthouse. Are you trying to start a war?" A Tower Master clad in full silver-scaled armor, wreathed in black python-like mist, stepped forward to stop him.

Wu Heng's eyes flickered. This attire was similar to Green Scale's; he was likely a Tower Master from the Exquisite Association.

It was hardly strange for him to step forward now. Wu Heng had long known that the Exquisite Association was actually a branch of an official organization.

As an official faction, they would certainly come forward to protect Deep Blue Star's Tower Guardians.

"You say it was without cause, so it was without cause? Who's going to prove that our Death Puppet Tower Master acted without cause?"

"This kid deliberately used false prices to swindle our Bright Realm Tower Masters. How is that without cause? Shouldn't such a black-hearted profiteer be put to death?"

"What, are you going to defend this profiteer who disrupts Lighthouse Plaza? Or have you already decided to disregard our Bright Realm's two great associations, Taizhao and Yingtian?"

At this moment, the donkey-headed Tower Master called Tower Master Wei saw a