Just as everyone was despairing, wondering why Yan Shaozhe still had not arrived, Soul Tool Missiles appeared in midair.
They shot straight into the clouds at a bizarre angle, then turned around and flew level toward the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Plaza.
"Execute annihilation protocol."
A familiar voice rang out.
"Useless. I have to come save you."
"Elder Yan said he doesn't want to intervene."
Marionette's voice was neither loud nor soft.
He was sitting atop a Relic Dragon Beast.
Its beating wings, hovering fans, and single eye flashing scarlet light exerted immense pressure on everyone.
"Wait, who told you to bring that thing out?"
"Weren't we saving it for the finale?"
Jiang Hao was speechless. This one person who was not his Clone seemed determined to keep wrecking his plans.
Marionette glanced at Jiang Hao, her face full of disdain. "The finale?"
"Are you joking?"
"I might as well crush you with it."
"If I hadn't come today, wouldn't you be dead?"
"Also, Elder Yan asked me to tell you this: as long as you're alive and the Fatui survive, he won't intervene today."
"For the sake of your so-called old friendship. Got it?"
Ghost Bro heard that and could not help coughing up blood. "What old friendship?"
"Does Yan Shaozhe still like playing gay?"
"Isn't he one of us Fatui now?"
"He won't even protect his own. How pathetic!"
"Is he trying to become a traitor?"
Ghost Bro spat out another mouthful of blood, half in jest.
Marionette exposed the truth without mercy. "It's because you keep causing trouble."
"Elder Yan said that if you'd obediently waited for the Netherflame Duke to head home, he could've slaughtered a small fry like him a hundred times over along the way."
"But you insisted on making a move in