Chapter 1333
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Feng Yanfeng apologized to Master Zuo in a hurry, then glared at Feng Wu and bellowed, "Feng Wu! Do you know what you're doing?! Get your ass over here and apologize to Master Zuo! Hurry up and hand over the divine weapon! "
Feng Wu was doing this in front of His Majesty. Was Feng Wu going to turn the entire Feng clan upside down?!
Right now, Feng Wu felt very uncomfortable.
Because she had lost too much blood, her brain was muddled. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, like snow. She had no strength in her body, not even the strength to move a finger.
Feng Yanfeng rebuked her, but she didn't even have the strength to look up. She just stood there and took a deep breath …
She would recover her spiritual essence, but it would take time.
Feng Yanfeng rebuked her, only to find that Feng Wu completely ignored him …
Furious, Feng Yanfeng stormed over and snatched the Fallen Star Sword away. "Give the weapon back to the Zuo family!"
Feng Wu was so weak right now that she couldn't fight back at all. She even stumbled back and almost fell to the ground.
Holding the sword, Feng Yanfeng quickly went up to Zuo Qingyu, offered it to her with both hands, and smiled obsequiously. "Miss Zuo, please accept the sword."
Zuo Qingyu was conflicted.
She knew better than anyone else that Feng Wu was the one who made the sword, but now … she had to do it in front of so many people for the sake of the Zuo family's reputation. Taking a deep breath, she took the sword with both hands and nodded at Feng Yanfeng.
She looked indifferent and unperturbed, as if it was only right that Feng Wu gave the sword back to her.
The other officials all congratulated Zuo Ming and congratulated the Zuo family for obtaining such a powerful weapon.
However, a cold voice rang out at that moment.
"This is my sword," Feng Wu said coldly, staring at Zuo Qingyu.
The look on Zuo Qingyu's face froze for a split second, but it only lasted for a split second. Then, she sneered and said, "That's a divine weapon made of dragon scale gold from my family. How could it be yours?!"
This was the rhythm of completely taking the Divine Weapon as his own.
Feng Wu smiled indifferently. "Zuo Qingyu, don't you feel guilty for lying through your teeth?"
Emperor Wu and the others, who were about to leave, stopped and gave Feng Wu strange looks.
This matter was getting interesting.
Holding the sword in her hand, Zuo Qingyu was in a dilemma. All she could do now was convince herself that the sword had always been hers, not Feng Wu's!
As for the servants in the Rong manor, Zuo Qingyu was confident that she could silence them all!
Zuo Qingyu stared at Feng Wu coldly. "Feng Wu, that's what I want to ask you. That divine weapon belongs to the Zuo family. Why did you steal it? Who do you think you are? "
Feng Wu laughed in exasperation. If she weren't so weak right now, she would have a lot to say to Zuo Qingyu.
Unfortunately, the moment she opened her mouth, her internal organs felt as if they were about to explode.
Emperor Wu frowned and raised an eyebrow as he stared at her.
Of course he remembered Feng Wu. For a while, he even thought that Feng Wu and Jun Linyuan were a good match. However, if Feng Wu was the person Zuo Qingyu described … Emperor Wu shook his head inwardly.
Feng Wu didn't have much strength left. Gritting her teeth, she smirked and said, "It's not yours."
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