Wang Shu only had a puppet mark on him, and Xu Le had never planted a mark on him either, so he had no way of using his own ability to extract those Red Moon Spirits.
He had already made up his mind. If Puppet refused to help, he could only force open Puppet's door and drag Wang Shu inside.
Whatever happened, that would at least be better than leaving him here.
Soon, Puppet's power responded to Xu Le.
"You actually called on me? Aren't you afraid of making your Lord Night Fiend angry?"
Puppet's disguised voice was still so lively and resonant, but Xu Le knew her true appearance was extremely stiff, like an oversized female doll.
Hearing Puppet's voice, Xu Le immediately sighed in relief.
As long as one of the Children of Guyinduo descended, even if she did not resolve the situation here for him, at least Wang Shu's life could be saved first.
"How could someone as powerful as Lord Puppet quibble with a weak little fellow like me? Besides, I'm helping your mark bearer. We're on the same side."
Beside him, Gu Beichen's mouth twitched.
Xu Le had clearly told those eyeballs, "Bro, I'm one of you," twice just now, and now he was telling Puppet they were on the same side. I can't match that level of shamelessness.
"Hehe! You really are annoying."
A faint, plaintive laugh sounded out of thin air. Although she had not given Xu Le a clear, direct answer, he could already see threads around Wang Shu.
Those were Puppet's threads. The white strands gradually turned black, and then the blackness in Wang Shu's eyes was drawn out as well.
Thud!
With no one supporting him, Wang Shu fell flat on the ground. He seemed to be all right now.