Marcus chuckled lightly, "Shawn, are you foolish or do you think I am? Spare me the hypocrisy and speak of something practical. Who is behind that Puppet Laboratory?"
Shawn's expression slightly changed, "Marcus, I have no idea what you're talking about."
Marcus replied, "Do you truly believe you can become the ruler of the universe? They are merely using you!"
Shawn maintained his fake smile, "Marcus, I genuinely don't understand what you're saying. As for the puppet soldier, wasn't it created by the Sacred Gate of the Mermaid Planet? You should be well aware of this."
Suddenly, Lora interjected, "Seems like you won't speak the truth unless you face some consequences."
Approaching them, she took out a chip the size of a fingernail and slid a cut across Shawn's arm with a knife.
Shawn's eyes narrowed, not shocked by the minor injury.
As an orc, such superficial wounds would heal in no time.
What shocked him was the familiar chip in the person's hand!