Chen Li's eyes widened slightly as he stared at Shen Qing in disbelief.
'How is this possible! It's impossible!'
That tone, that look... He would know her even if she were reduced to ash. This was clearly their lady!
Only their lady would speak to him like that. Only she possessed an aura that was in no way inferior to their Lord's!
The Shen Qing from before had also been arrogant and domineering, but she had always held something back. The pressure she exuded was a far cry from his lady's. That was why, despite the many similarities she shared with his lady, Chen Li had never considered the possibility.
But now, looking at the woman standing before him, her chin slightly raised and her eyes cold, gazing down at him like a lofty Empress, a long-forgotten feeling surfaced in Chen Li's heart—a mixture of respect, fear, and stifled frustration.
His lips trembled. After a long moment, he called out uncertainly, "My Lady?"
