In front of Cao Tianbao, Zhu Yu asked Cao Chenfeng for his sword, which was obviously very telling.
The Capital Governor cautiously glanced at Cao Tianbao, feeling a pang of worry for the small Chief Historian of the Prince Xiaoyao Mansion.
Cao Tianbao looked at his nephew with a stern face, his gaze fixed on the sword at Cao Chenfeng's side, as if preparing for an impending storm.
Cao Chenfeng gritted his teeth, slowly taking off the sword from his waist and handing it to Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu took it, drew the sword, and shook her head slightly.
The blade of this sword was too wide; it wasn't the one that killed Zhuang Lanlan.
Cao Chenfeng had been watching Zhu Yu intently, and when he saw her shake her head after drawing the sword, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great General, this sword is not the murder weapon," Zhu Yu truthfully told Cao Tianbao.
