"Is this the boss of the God Emperor Adventure Group? Not what I imagined, no presence at all."
"Maybe you haven't seen his charisma in the Derivative World. He's the leader I most want to follow."
Discussion erupted around them, God Emperor gave a dry cough; luckily, he was wearing full body armor and a helmet.
"Mistaken identity, I'm not the God Emperor you've heard about, just the same name, that's all."
The explanation from God Emperor was so feeble, Xiela's red lips parted slightly, as if she still wanted to speak.
The eyes under God Emperor's metal helmet were staring angrily, directly at Xiela.
"Ahem, I'm not trying to talk about your visit to that spa."
Xiela's offhand comment nearly made God Emperor faint with anger.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about that."
God Emperor's fists clenched tightly, now everyone knew, right?
"Brother of Strong Intent to Kill, you have a lot of good stuff here."
