Battle Puppet that surpassed the Primordial Chaos Level, Wu Zhao's Death

Wu Zhao walked out of the room, leaving Wang Yuyao gritting her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred.

She could not understand how a favored and talented girl like her could be treated this way.

Even if she did something wrong, couldn't a big family like the Wang family settle it?

Someone in the family clan must have framed her.

It had to be.

And this Wu Zhao, a mere level five armor master, an insignificant figure, dared to treat her like this?

Death.

He must die!

In the room, Wang Yuyao took out a green armor piece, lowered her head, and slowly walked out.

"Ninth Miss." At the door, a middle-aged woman in gray raised her hand, blocking Wang Yuyao.

This woman was sent by the family to guard her.