Di Lianggong's face instantly turned extremely unsightly.
Fang Chi said: "The Witch Plague has spread to an uncontrollable extent. Completely destroying the Mechanical Puppets to protect the peace of Shifang is an urgent primary task.
Yet Elder Di incites everyone to preserve the remaining Mechanical Puppets. Can I ask if there's a selfish motive behind this, knowing that once the destruction plan is implemented?
The entire city will surely conduct a large-scale capture of puppets using formation stones, and by then, you won't be able to protect your puppet wife."
"Fangru is not a puppet!"
Di Lianggong suddenly became agitated, the veins in his neck throbbing:
"She has thoughts! She has her own consciousness! She's different from those cold, lifeless mannequins! She is my wife! Why can't you accept her!"
"Who exactly can't accept whom?"
Fang Geyu suddenly spoke, slowly walking down the high platform.
As she walked, she casually drew the saber from an armored guard.
