Prince Jing was slightly speechless. "You can't wait to ask?"
Lin Yan looked at Marquis Wu'an, Ling Jingming, who was in the midst of a battle, or rather, had already pressed Zhu Chong and Cao Yang down. "I can tell that Marquis Wu'an doesn't want to fight, but he still listened to you and fought. Does he still have his own consciousness?"
"Of course he does." Prince Jing shrugged his shoulders and was surprisingly honest. "The Divine Citizens before the sixth-grade—that is, the so-called Puppet People you mentioned—
"Their self-awareness hasn't completely fused with God's Grace and they're independent of each other, so they can't sense the existence of God. Moreover, they can be completely controlled by God at any time. This is why you call them Puppet People."
Then, he raised his hand and pointed at the eight Puppet People outside. "But these are all seventh-grade Divine Citizens!