The gentle and pleasant female voice carried a tone that was above everything else. Qin Ge slowly recognized the voice.
Looking at the petite and somewhat excessive peer before him, a shocking thought formed in Qin Ge's mind.
"Lord?" Qin Ge tried to sound them out, but his question caused Su Feihuan to widen his eyes.
Lord? Shen Yanxiao?
How was that possible?
Su Feihuan would rather believe that the person before him was that straightforward young man than Shen Yanxiao!
A Second-Class Summoner, a Second-Class Magic Archer, a Great Herbalist, a young lady who possessed the entire Forsaken Land, and the person that caused the four countries to tremble in fear was the thief god they had been thinking about?
This world was a fantasy!
