"He actually refined Tian Zhongtian into a puppet. It seems Mo Heyue was there during the battle in the Imperial City, too."
Qin Hao stared coldly at Mo Heyue.
He had thought Tian Zhongtian had been killed on the spot and that the matter had ended there. He had never expected him to appear again.
Of course, strictly speaking, Tian Zhongtian had long since died. What remained now was nothing more than a puppet.
"Qin Hao, you actually have another choice."
Mo Heyue said with interest, "Submit to me and become my slave! Of course, that will only save your own life. As for Mu Ziqing and the others, once I tire of playing with them, I can bestow them upon you."
Mo Heyue spoke casually, as though victory were already in his grasp. His lofty manner made it sound even more like an act of charity.
Qin Hao laughed, looking at Mo Heyue as though he were an idiot.
"Do you think everyone should obey you just because you're the Crimson Blood Sect Young Master?"
Qin Hao said coolly, "Or is your talent in the Martial Way somehow exceptional? Unfortunately, all I see is a clown jumping about, barking here like a dog."
Qin Hao's voice dripped with mockery, without a trace of fear.
"Chirp, chirp!!"
The Cloudwing Beast was delighted by what it heard and could not resist chirping mockingly at Mo Heyue.
"You're courting death!"
Mo Heyue's expression instantly darkened. "I gave you a chance, but you refused to appreciate it. In that case, die!"
"Go!"
Whoosh.
The instant Mo Heyue finished speaking, the black-robed puppet, Tian Zhongtian, moved, turning into a black streak as he abruptly charged toward the Cloudwing Beast.
"Attack!"
Di Yuannan's eyes lit up, and he charged after the black-robed puppet.
"Chirp!!!"
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