As the white-robed mysterious goddess slowly closed in, the fake Jiang Chen suddenly let out a frantic roar.
"Brothers! I am your Emperor Jiang. We have lived and died together, and you are the beings I trust most. Are you really going to turn against me, following this woman of unknown origin?"
At these words, the War Kings and Marshals present exchanged glances, but each remained unmoved. They certainly respected Jiang Chen—viewing him almost as an object of faith—but this respect was not born of his name, his power, or his status. It was rooted in his character: his incomparable sense of justice and his unconventional, free-spirited nature.
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