On this day, as Chen Yu was rushing toward the Western Sea.
Among the East Sea Clan, Leng Qianxiu rarely wore a stern face. Looking utterly merciless, she gave off the majestic, iron-fisted aura of a queen.
"Ancestor, my mind is made up on this matter. I am definitely leading the Sea Clan into this battle, and no one can stop me," she said coldly, devoid of the slightest emotion. Perhaps only in front of Chen Yu would this foolish woman ever reveal her gentle, shy, girlish side.
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