A young female general clad in silver armor and stiletto boots approached, carrying a hint of the Queen of Northern Liang in her bearing.
Her stunning beauty was shaped like a perfect oval, her brown hair coiled into a high bun. Her fiery figure had not a trace of excess flesh and seemed to contain endless power. She was cold as snow, radiating an icy demeanor that kept people at a thousand paces.
"My goodness, isn't this female general too beautiful?"
"Both stunning and cool!" Everyone was mesmerized by the beauty of this female general.
In contrast, Zhan Chi and the others were shocked, clasping their fists in greeting.
"Miss!"
"Greetings, Miss!"
"Damn, did I hear that wrong?"
"They're calling her Miss?"
The King of the Western Wasteland's pupils shrank, saying in shock, "Could it be that she is..."
