Amilia lay weakly on the bed, a ripple of curiosity in her eyes.
"Tingfeng?"
"You're a Divine Chosen Lord?"
"But how can a Divine Chosen Lord become the ruler of a Sub-human country?"
"They're willing to support you?"
Faced with this barrage of curious questions, Qin Feng simply glanced up at her, his tone calm yet firm.
"It's simply the will of the people."
After a brief pause, he changed the subject, his gaze shifting slightly.
"Your brother, on the other hand."
"He's certainly bold."
"To dare challenge the Minotaur Kingdom to the north, the island nations to the west, and the Ventecenia Kingdom to the south all at once…"
Qin Feng's voice grew heavy, laced with a hint of coldness.
"Especially now, when the 'Evil God disaster' has yet to be eradicated."
"And yet he insists on starting a war."
"Isn't he afraid that the Evil God Believers will take the opportunity to stir up trouble and expand the Evil God Faction's influence?"
