"You know her?"
Qin Feng saw her surprise and asked doubtfully.
"I don't know her personally, but she is the absolute idol of us girls!" Li Qianqian's eyes filled with admiration as she said, "She is the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, one of the strongest people in the world. Every girl who has seen her feels like she is 'heaven'!"
"Have you seen her?"
"I saw her once when I was little. Her appearance literally emptied the streets. Within a ten-mile radius, everyone performed the ritual of kneeling before her as if she were our 'god'." Li Qianqian spoke with veneration, "It's just a pity that I later heard she contracted some strange illness and fell into a sleep from which she hasn't awoken. After that, my grandfather and I settled in East Sea, and I haven't heard any news about her."
"Right, if this sword belongs to the Empress, then I can't refine it for you." She added.
"Why?"
