Chapter 674
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Hearing this voice, Wei Ziyao sat up and looked at Feng Muyu on the other side of the wall. With a shake of her hand, she threw the peanut chopsticks in her hand at Feng Muyu.
The two chopsticks were aimed at his eyes, but Feng Muyu caught them.
"Ha! Young Master Feng, you're good at martial arts. I didn't know you were so good at it. "
"So it's true that you were hiding your strength, and it's also true that you didn't use your full strength today."
As he spoke, Feng Muyu jumped down from the wall and walked slowly toward Wei Ziyao.
He put the chopsticks back on the table.
"You're controlling Jian Ning, so I won't kill you. But Feng Muyu, I advise you not to disgust me. Your hypocrisy will only make me sick."
Wei Ziyao's merciless sarcasm made Feng Muyu's heart ache.
This was what he was most afraid of.
He knew that Wei Ziyao was fickle, but he also knew that Wei Ziyao was clear-headed.
If she knew that he was the one who did all this, then he would never hear a word of truth from Wei Ziyao.
The woman who had gone through life and death together was now only capable of insulting others.
"If I say … I had my reasons, and I was forced to do this, you …"
Feng Muyu finally knew what it meant to be unable to control oneself. He shouldn't have said these words in front of her, but he couldn't control himself at all.
He wanted to say it, wanted to let her know that he didn't want to do all this.
But in the end, all he got was a cold laugh from her.
"Feng Muyu, if you said this before, I might have believed you. But now, you still want me to believe you? Do you think that I, Wei Ziyao, am so gullible?"
Wei Ziyao raised her voice. At this moment, a long sword stabbed at Feng Muyu, and he was quickly forced to retreat.
The person holding the sword was Ki Chien-chul, who had just returned home.
Without saying a word, he stabbed forward.
Feng Muyu's strength was far inferior to Ki Chien-chul's, but Ki Chien-chul was also injured at this time. The two of them fought, but Feng Muyu still couldn't gain the upper hand. Soon, red blood appeared.
As expected, the husband and wife were both decisive people. Once they had decided on which side to stand on, they would not hesitate at all.
While he was thinking, Ki Chien-chul's sword was about to pierce Feng Muyu's heart. At this time, Wei Ziyao suddenly stopped Ki Chien-chul and stood in front of Feng Muyu.
"He cannot die!"
Ki Chien-chul looked at Wei Ziyao, then looked at Feng Muyu, and finally put away his sword.
He knew that if Feng Muyu died, Qi Jianning would not be able to live either.
"Royal Highness …"
"Scram." Ki Chien-chul didn't want to hear a single word from him.
He had nothing to say.
Difficulties? Why didn't he say so earlier? Moreover, these two had a grudge against each other for killing his brother.
Before this, they had been helping Feng Muyu think of a way. They promised to help him seize the throne, to send him back to the country, to protect him, and to teach him how to run the sanatorium.
Now, it seemed that all of this was just a scheme.
"Royal Highness, I …"
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