The puppet that had received Ye Lin's command did not continue attacking. Instead, it slowly walked over to stand behind Ye Lin, motionless.
"Not bad, little brother. This fellow is yours. I have no use for him anyway."
"I know you still don't trust your big brother. If I send people to you, you'll worry that I'm watching you."
"But for your safety, I'll give you this puppet. Let him handle tasks for you and protect you, so I can rest easy as well."
"Remember, do not provoke Quasi-Saints. Your big brother still cannot leave this place, so if you provoke one, even I won't be able to help you."
The Spirit King looked at Ye Lin with solemn seriousness.
Ye Lin nodded lightly, and at the same time, his guard toward the Spirit King eased slightly.
From the very beginning until now, this fellow had constantly showered him with benefits.
No matter how steadfast Ye Lin's state of mind was, he could not help wavering now.
Being used?
If he truly intended to use him, then so be it. All Ye Lin had to do was take the benefits.
"Alright, little brother. From now on, he will follow you."
"Bring more living beings in for me. If my guess is right, the creatures from some secret realms have already gone out."
"Those fellows may already have begun a slaughter, and I do not wish to fall behind either. After all, one step slow, every step slow."
With his hands clasped behind his back, the Spirit King gazed at the sky with a wistful expression.
Ye Lin said nothing. He did not know what to say.
Although the Spirit King had given him plenty of things, what Ye Lin needed now was people to help him.
He could no longer