Princess Against the World

"Third Young Master, if you say that, then I won't leave!" Feng Chenglin was very provocative and made a face at the Lord of God.

The Lord of God gritted his teeth: "But I don't want too many people to know about those things about me!"

"This is the second point I want to make... You are not the real God Lord at all. Even if you are the real God Lord, whether my brother wants to leave depends on my will, not on your control, not to mention , you are not the real God Lord at all, and you are even less qualified to control my brother’s fate!”

Ling Luoyu's words were simple yet domineering, leaving the Divine Master speechless and speechless.

In the end, I had no choice but to nod in frustration: "Okay, if you insist, I have no objection..."

After a pause, his expression became even more helpless and defeated.

"I really don't understand. How did you figure out that I'm a fake?"

For so many years, he has been sitting in the position of the God Lord, doing the God Lord's things and enjoying the God Lord's rights.

To be honest, over time, he began to regard himself as the Lord of God.

From what detail did Ling Luoyu discern the clues to his false identity?

"Didn't I say it before? The Lord of God is immortal, and he will never become what you are now just because of Gu Lan's little tricks!"

"...Is it because of this?" The Lord of God was still full of disbelief: "How is it possible? I haven't been in this state for a year and a half. So many people didn't notice the clues. How come you are the only one who noticed something unusual?"

"Because they are not the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, because they do not have the Human Emperor's divine bones in their bodies!"

Ling Luoyu's cold and arrogant eyes revealed the intimidating power of a superior.

"Haven't you heard a saying? How can an ordinary person understand what it's like to have divine power?"

The difference between ordinary people and divine masters is not their identities, but the kingly domineering spirit in their hearts.

Feng Chenglin snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "Let me sum it up for you. What Third Young Master means is that you, even if you put on a dragon robe, don't look like an emperor!"

The God Lord's expression dimmed instantly, as if he remembered something, he smiled bitterly.

"Yes, this sentence, back then...someone also said this to me!"

"Who is it? Who is so wise?" Feng Chenglin started to gossip: "I really want to get to know this guy. We are heroes and think alike!"

The Lord of God slowly raised his head, and his smile became more meaningful: "Of course the only person who said this is the Lord of God!"

"Hey, stop it first. Let's talk about an important point first. Does your guy have a name? Since his identity has been exposed, let's restore our true form. We won't let the Lord of God do it for too long, even our own. Have you forgotten your name?"

"I'll call you God!"

"...I know your name is God Lord, I am talking about your real name, the name you were born with..."

"It's the Lord God!"

Feng Chenglin became impatient: "Is it because I didn't say it clearly enough, or is your understanding a bit poor? What I'm asking about is... the name you were born with, the name your mother called you after she gave birth to you. He can’t be the Lord of God, right?!”

"It's the Lord of God!" The Lord of God once again gave an affirmative answer.

Feng Chenglin was really about to get mad: "You guys, are you teasing me?! Or do you think I have a good temper and can play with you, right?"