Zhao Changhe: "¿"
A brocade shoe landed behind him, and Tang Buqi soared amidst the clouds, kicked by his aunt into the Sword Pond.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Sword Qi crisscrossed, Tang Buqi was painfully sliced as he climbed out of the pool clutching his lower body.
Countless guests wiped their sweat and bowed: "Prime Minister, this..."
Tang Wanju said lightly: "The Star River may reject anyone, but it won't reject me. I'll retrieve it."
Zhao Changhe nodded.
These incidents actually helped Tang Buqi see the problem clearly.
The sword was indeed an imitation crafted by his own wives for fishing, placed at the Tang family banquet, a significant event, and with Tang Wanju present, the Demon Followers easily mistook the sword for real, gathering their main forces here for action. In reality, San Niang and others were already at the East Sea waiting for the true Star River to emerge...
