Xu Lei glanced at the surrounding corpses.
"Let's leave this place first," he said. "Don't resist."
After he spoke, he grabbed the Bell and shook it.
"RING, RING, RING." A faint chime sounded.
Two Human Puppets immediately walked over to the siblings and hoisted them onto their shoulders.
"These are not men, but Puppets."
He had noticed the young lady's slight reluctance, guessing that as a chaste, cloistered maiden, she was unwilling to be touched by the black-robed guards.
She had only refrained from resisting because she didn't dare defy the Living Buddha's command, which prompted Xu Lei's explanation.
"Puppets?" Hearing this, the young lady's expression relaxed.
'Then again,' she thought, 'the attendants of a Living Buddha are naturally no ordinary servants.'
Her pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly. It was partly from embarrassment—to think she had mistaken the Living Buddha's attendants for ordinary servants.
