Chapter 1650
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Steward Mu said, "I do have the antidote, but Your Highness, have you never suspected Catnine?"
Sefiro looked at Steward Mu in resignation. "A few months ago, Catnine risked his life to save me. Do you think I would still suspect him?"
Steward Mu was speechless.
How was he supposed to tell Sefiro that he was the one who had saved her, and not this thief who had pretended to be him?
Sefiro glared at Steward Mu impatiently. "Fine, fine. Hurry up and give me the antidote."
Steward Mu said, "Your Highness, have you ever thought that if this Catnine is really a fake, what difference does it make from giving him the antidote?"
Sefiro was baffled.
Feng Wu smiled and said, "Steward Mu, are you going to give the antidote to Feng Wu as a gift?"
Sefiro came back to her senses and reached out to Steward Mu without hesitation.
Faced with the determined look in Sefiro's eyes, Steward Mu couldn't say no.
Steward Mu stared at Feng Wu with hatred in his eyes.
If looks could kill, Feng Wu would have been dead a thousand times over.
Unfortunately, although Steward Mu was in the right, Feng Wu still had the upper hand, and he blushed.
Sefiro stuffed the antidote she had gotten from Steward Mu into Feng Wu's hands.
Steward Mu stared at Feng Wu. "Take it. If you dare give it to Feng Wu, you'll lose your life!"
Feng Wu chuckled. "Give it to Feng Wu? Steward Mu, do you think I know Feng Wu? "
Sefiro threw a dirty look at Steward Mu. "Other people might betray you, and you might give the antidote to Feng Wu, but Catnine won't!"
"Because he helped Duan Chaoge kidnap Duan Chaoge, which makes him Feng Wu's enemy." That was why Sefiro trusted this Catnine.
However, what she didn't know was that this Catnine was actually Feng Wu.
If she knew the truth, he wondered if she would cry.
Sefiro handed the antidote to Feng Wu and reminded her, "Take this. I'm counting on you to deal with Feng Wu tomorrow!"
Feng Wu nodded with a smile.
"By the way, give this to my senior brother." Sefiro took out a brocade box and handed it to Feng Wu. "Do you know where my senior brother is?"
"Well …" Feng Wu scratched her head. "I knew it before, but I don't know if it's changed locations."
Sefiro's senior brother … Who was that? Feng Wu had no idea, so she gave an ambiguous answer.
Luckily, Sefiro didn't sense anything wrong.
Sefiro said grumpily, "Of course he won't stay in one place for too long. As far as I know, he's with Youngest Martial Uncle right now. After all, he's Youngest Martial Uncle's most valued nephew."
Young Martial Uncle? Who was this Young Martial Uncle?
After some thought, Sefiro couldn't help but sigh. "Unfortunately, the younger martial uncle's standards for disciples are too high. Even someone as talented as my senior brother isn't good enough for him. I wonder what kind of disciple the younger martial uncle will find to inherit his legacy."
Sefiro murmured to herself. Feng Wu was baffled, but she wouldn't ask.
Luckily, Sefiro gave the answer herself before Feng Wu could ask.
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