He lifted his eyes and saw the dense uniforms of soldiers, as far as the eye could see... As the world leader, the death of every soldier was his responsibility.
"Captain..."
"Big Brother."
"Su Ming'an..."
"Traveler."
"Visitor from the Otherworld."
"Classmate Su."
"Brother Ming'an!"
"Lighthouse Sect Leader."
"Prophet."
"Your Highness..."
"Holy Master."
"Father."
"Ming An'an."
"Yang Xia..."
"Despicable One."
"Captain!"
"Lord Bai Shen!"
"Heretic..."
"Doctor."
"Master!"
"City Lord."
"My Friend."
"Su Ming'an (￣︶￣)"
"Lord Angel."
"The only real Su Ming'an."
"Little Cloud..."
"Detective!"
"Da Su!"
"Demon Lord."
"Olivius."
"Lord."
"Lighthouse Emperor!"
"Number One Player..."
In an instant, various titles blossomed like flowers.
Su Ming'an seemed to suddenly don countless vests, only to have them torn off just as quickly. He gazed at the vast ocean-like crowd.
So many already, so far...
He waved his hand and shouted:
"Quiet—quiet!!"
