Chapter 1330 - No Fighting For Now…

Master Rong Yang was the most convincing witness!

“You’ve inverted justice, made up groundless rumors, and told shameless lies!

“I’ve never met a brazen-faced young woman like you before!”

Because Master Rong Yang was very angry, he chose the harshest words he could think of.

Each word was like a whip to Zuo Qingyu’s face. She turned pale and trembled from head to toe.

Zuo Ming was so furious that he was speechless.

Master Rong Yang was such an influential figure in the empire. If his comments about Zuo Qingyu got out, not only would Zuo Qingyu’s reputation be ruined, the other girls of the Zuo family would be incriminated as well.

“Master —”

Zuo Ming spoke up involuntarily, but Master Rong Yang only scolded, “You’re no better!”

The old man said angrily, “You’re the head of a clan, for god’s sake! You should know better! Not only did you give a false account of the truth, you also threatened a teenage girl as well! Are you proud of yourself?!”

Zuo Ming was utterly humiliated by those words. His face had turned scarlet red, but he couldn’t retort to any of the things the old man said.

After all, Master Rong Yang belonged to Zuo Ming’s father’s generation, and he couldn’t confront a senior.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Master Rong Yang was still angry. “Feng Wu and I forged this Fallen Star Sword together, so remember this: If anyone tries to take the sword away from her, they’ll have me to answer to! You’ve been warned!”

Feng Wu was deeply touched.

She was still weak, but the Fallen Star Sword was so formidable that other people were bound to slaver after it — at least, the Zuo family would.

With Master Rong Yang’s warning, she would be much safer.

Master Rong Yang then looked up at Emperor Wu. “Come inside. I need to talk to you.”

Emperor Wu was also considered a junior to Master Rong Yang.

His father, the late emperor, was Master Rong Yang’s best friend, and the old man had always considered the emperor his nephew. Therefore, Emperor Wu had to do as he was told.

“You, too.”

Master Rong Yang cast a stern look at the crown prince, who had remained silent the entire time.

Once they went inside, Master Rong Yang set up a barrier so that no one could hear what they were talking about.

In the yard —

Zuo Qingyu glared at Feng Wu with eyes filled with hatred.

Feng Wu stood there, looking as proud as ever. Her clothes flapped in the wind, making her look even slimmer. She reminded one of new grass in the spring, refreshing but very tenacious.

But in fact, she was in a miserable state.

Most of her spiritual essence had been sucked away by the Fallen Star Sword, and she was barely able to stand.

She started to lose consciousness, and her vision turned blurry...

“Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!”

When she heard the familiar voice, her legs gave in, and she collapsed...

It seemed forever when Feng Wu woke up again, but her head was still muddled.

She regained consciousness before she opened her eyes, and she could hear some familiar voices.

“Is Xiao Wu still unconscious?”

“Yes. It’s been days, and we don’t know when she’ll wake up.”

“The imperial physician says that she’s in really bad shape. She shouldn’t be fighting any time soon...”

“But she still has that Dragon’s Gate challenge. What should we do now?”