Wu Dao Makes a Move

Her father mentioned that the late emperor admired him and allowed him to use this sword. He had always been grateful.

Now, Chu Yihan had bestowed this sword on her.

"Wait!" Chu Mingyuan's eyes were filled with hostility. "Ninth Prince, how can you reward someone so easily! This sword was originally consecrated in the ancestor hall! How can you take it out without my permission?"

"Father has decreed that all relics belong to me. I have the right to bestow it upon anyone. Moreover, Lin Sisi is a hero among women and one of the best among the noble women of our Great Cheng Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with me bestowing her with this."

Chu Yihan raised his eyes, not hiding the sharpness in his gaze as if he were deliberately staring at Chu Mingyuan.

Chu Mingyuan clenched his fists in his sleeves. A flame of anger burned from the bottom of his heart, causing his entire body to tremble slightly.

In just an instant, he restrained himself.