Anne Bonn, staring condescendingly into Arthas's eyes, felt that it was still not close enough, so she crouched down, looked at Arthas level, and asked, "What you say, must it count?" Arthas nodded and said, "I am Prince of Lordaeron, Arthas. The king of Terenus whom you have met is my father. ”

Anne Bonn was still a little hesitant, and asked again: "But, after all, it's Stormwind City......" If it was Lordaeron's matter, Arthas could still call the shots, Anne Bonn was a little worried, and the people of Stormwind City would not buy this young child's account. Arthas smiled and continued reading more on Bokan's novel website......

Suddenly, a cold snort interrupted the little prince's reverie, and Arthas secretly screamed badly, looking at the sorrow of Frost behind him. Frost Grief wrinkled his little face, and wanted to pull Arthas's hair with his teeth and claws, but he still held back, but his small mouth was raised high, showing the anger in the heart of the little demon sword - he must find an opportunity to teach this flowery master a lesson! Otherwise, sooner or later, the master will be abducted by those women with big/breasts/breasts or small/breasts/parts!

Although Arthas is a little strange how the sorrow of Frost is a little honest today, he is now very important to do, and he wants to continue reading more on the Bokan Novel Network......