The Puppet Lord

The awkward laughing challenge ended after which the puppet started rambling on mysteriously.

Zhao Luo on the other hand could understand what the puppet was talking about.

"My sword? That guy?"

Zhao Luo wondered and his thoughts pointed him towards none other than Bellum.

"I am the Puppet Lord. Bellum's only rival."

The puppet Lord said to him as Zhao Luo was already catching on.

"But senior never mentioned about you. I don't remember him talking about puppets."

Zhao Luo let out about his meeting with Bellum in the space inside the drum.

The expression on Zhao Luo's face was one of disbelief that he didn't believe what this puppet was saying.

"Tsk, youngster these days. I wouldn't have told you about Bellum too but the sword you are holding made me nostalgic. It was what Bellum always held close to him. It was like a part of his. He never went to war without his sword to his Drums of the War Sovereign."