1326: Fallen Star Sword!

Fallen Star Sword!

"If it's yours, why did it fly toward me after it was completed?"0

Feng Wu smirked. "If it's yours, why did it come back to me?"

Zuo Qingyu's face stiffened. She then smirked and said, "You assisted Master Rong Yang in forging the weapon. Maybe you tampered with it. Who knows?

"Luckily, you can't keep lying forever. No matter what trick you tried, you can't change the fact that this sword belongs to me!"

Zuo Qingyu sounded so righteous that she believed her own lie.

The old steward, Yuan, and all the other servants of the Rong manor gave her strange looks.

They had all been there when she made a bet with Feng Wu, and they all knew that the sword should belong to the latter. How could Zuo Qingyu tell such a blatant lie?

Feng Wu was so furious that she laughed, and her bloodless cheeks flushed. "Zuo Qingyu, I'm so amazed."

Zuo Qingyu smirked. "Are you mocking me now? So, tell me this: If this really is your sword, why does it contain my family's dragon scale gold?"

Everyone gave Feng Wu strange looks now.

Zuo Qingyu was right. The golden flash on the sword came from the dragon scale gold, something that only the Zuo family had.

"So, she's Feng Wu." Lord Mu finally recognized that name.

Mu Yaoyao had held a grudge against Feng Wu and provoked her repeatedly. However, she had been defeated every single time, and had had to drop out of school and go back to Firmament Palace in the end. Naturally, Lord Mu blamed everything on Feng Wu.

He glanced at Feng Wu coldly and told Emperor Wu, "I've heard Feng Wu's name before. Yaoyao, my daughter, dropped out of school because of her."

Those words instantly changed other people's opinion of Feng Wu.

Zuo Qingyu smirked and was determined to keep the sword.

Feng Wu kept her back ramrod straight, opened her right hand, and shouted, "Fallen Star Sword, come back!"

Fallen Star Sword?

Was that the name of the sword?

All eyes were on Zuo Qingyu and the sword in her hand.

If the sword belonged to her, it would never answer Feng Wu's summons.

However, to their great surprise, the Fallen Star Sword started struggling.

No!

Zuo Qingyu grabbed the Fallen Star Sword and held onto it with all her might.

The sword was only swaying slightly at first, but the harder Zuo Qingyu gripped it, the more violently it struggled.

"No! I won't let it!"

Zuo Qingyu wrapped her fingers even tighter around the hilt.

Bulging blue veins were visible on her forehead and her arms, and her hands shook nonstop. Her face twisted with all the effort.

Emperor Wu frowned.

As an emperor, he was anything but dumb. It was obvious that the Fallen Star Sword didn't recognize Zuo Qingyu as its owner. Instead, Zuo Qingyu was forcing it to stay with her.

Crack —

Soon, the sword's movements couldn't be controlled. In the end, there was a loud thump.

Poor Zuo Qingyu. She was thrown off balance and fell backward. As everyone watched, the Fallen Star Sword flew toward Feng Wu.

It moved at lightning speed and landed in Feng Wu's palm.

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