Master Rong Yang looked stunned. He then stared at Zuo Ming with a strange look on his face before shifting his gaze to Zuo Qingyu.
For a moment, everyone just stood there in silence and looked at Master Rong Yang.
What was happening?
When Master Rong Yang finally spoke again, he asked, “What did you say? Your Fallen Star Sword?”
Zuo Ming asked, “Am I wrong to say that?”
Master Rong Yang said, “And you say that Zuo Qingyu has bonded with it.”
Zuo Ming said, “Did I say something wrong?”
“Of course you did!” Master Rong Yang still felt very weak, but because of his rage, he bellowed at the top of his lungs.
WHAT?!
Everyone cried out in surprise.
They hadn’t expected to hear that from Master Rong Yang at all.
“Master Rong Yang, what’s going on?” Emperor Wu sounded confused.
Only then did Master Rong Yang notice the emperor.
“Your Majesty?” Master Rong Yang looked bewildered.
Emperor Wu nodded at him and asked, “So, tell us. Who does this sword belong to?”
Master Rong Yang said righteously, “Of course it belongs to Feng Wu!”
That answer shocked everyone.
Everyone had been making guesses based on Master Rong Yang’s reaction, but they were still astonished to hear that reply from him.
“What…” Lord Mu and the others exchanged bewildered looks.
Feng Yanfeng was stunned.
He had just been told that the formidable weapon belonged to Feng Wu!
“That’s impossible!”
More than one person objected, but Zuo Ming was the most astonished of them all.
He ran over to Master Rong Yang and glared at him. “Nonsense! You have no idea what you’re talking about!”
Master Rong Yang was in a bad mood, and Zuo Ming’s bellow only irritated him further. He yelled, “I made the weapon myself! How can I not know whose it is?! You old fool!”
“You —” Zuo Ming shook with rage.
If Master Rong Yang was telling the truth, what Zuo Ming had done so far would make him look like a clown! How was he supposed to face his colleagues from now on?
Zuo Ming was still hesitating, when he looked up and saw Zuo Qingyu.
She was trying to sneak off.
Before she could do so, her father rushed over and grabbed her by the shoulder. “Zuo Qingyu! Give me an explanation! Tell them that the Fallen Star Sword belongs to our family!”
Zuo Qingyu’s face had turned scarlet red, and she looked utterly ashamed. If the ground opened up at that moment, she would jump in without hesitation.
“F- Father…”
“Speak! Hasn’t the sword bonded with you? What are you waiting for? Tell me!” Zuo Ming was losing his patience.
Zuo Qingyu wanted to bite her tongue off.
Had she known that things would turn out this way, she would never have made a claim on the sword. Right now, she was in such an awkward situation.
“Say something!” Zuo Ming sounded very anxious.
Right now, all eyes were on Zuo Qingyu.
What should she do? Was she doomed? Zuo Qingyu looked at Feng Wu and saw how unperturbed she was.
That woman! How could she always look so level-headed?!
