The puppet's sudden reaction left Rooney somewhat at a loss. The change had come too quickly.
Just moments ago, she had been wild and unruly; now she was as docile as a kitten.
A conspiracy, or a scheme.
At least, that was how he saw it. This girl needed to be tamed slowly.
He looked the rather fawning girl up and down strangely, slowly shifting his position, hoping to find some flaw in her.
Li Ziran secretly shook his head. His control over the puppet had vanished, as though it had entered an even more concealed space.
Now the puppet revealed her true nature—the Void Spirit he had long molded within her.
According to his calculations, this puppet should have resisted for at least another full two days. Only then could she truly deceive Rooney into his hands.
Such an error could not have been predicted. His understanding of space was still too weak.
The only fortunate thing was that, when he contacted the terminal, he had issued an order.
Capture Rooney.
Now, like everyone else, he could only watch the puppet perform.
Rooney remained on guard. He did not want to be blinded by an eagle, yet whether from the girl's expression or posture, he could not detect the slightest hint of attack.
Could she truly have been tamed?
He had heard of the dual nature of living beings before. The more extreme their resistance, the faster they rose and fell.
He was in a foul mood. That red-robed mage had actually reprimanded him for handling matters poorly. Even Feng had never dared do such a thing. He was now the deputy council chairman of the Triangle Council, a hero of the Human Race's campaign against the Corruption Cult. If he wished, he could uproot the Justice Alliance where