That's the voice!
It woke the little one up, and she rubbed her sleepy, hazy eyes.
"Wuwu... why isn't daddy back yet?"
"Soon, soon..." Long Yanran had a headache, and could only comfort her further, stalling for time.
"Master, your disciple is here! Bring them all... all... all..."
Mu Nan the Great Emperor kept stuttering!
Staring at this Thunder Gate, his legs trembled uncontrollably.
The shadow that Supreme Emperor Lord cast over him was by no means less than the one cast upon his grandfather, Mu Batian. For a moment, he seemed to forget again—wasn't his master supposed to be much stronger than Supreme Emperor Lord?
"Haha, Auntie Long really didn't lie to me. It's my daddy." The little one beamed with joy at once.
The people of God Peak immediately dropped to their knees and shouted again, "Welcome, Emperor Lord, and... Empress?"
Gazing at the woman beside Ling Yun, their eyeballs were practically about to fly out. This attire was nine-to-ten parts undoubtedly the Empress!
The crowd from the Sacred Land placed one hand over their chests in salute, their bodies bowing slightly: "Greetings, Supreme Emperor Lord."
As for why they didn't shout "Empress," in their eyes the Supreme Emperor Lord was still single, so where would an Empress come from? Besides, an Empress could only be addressed as such once made public; if you didn't say it, who would know?
"My mommy! Haha, this is my mommy!" The little one was so excited that she broke free from Long Yanran's embrace and ran toward An Qing right then.
"Auntie An?"
Beibei and Ji Wuxue were both dumbfounded. Could it really be her? So beautiful?
"Sister Qing!"
Even though An Qing wore a single-sided eye patch that exposed only one eye, it didn't affect Long Yanran's recognition of her