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"Your Royal Highness, are you covering for Young Lord Feng, the murderer?" The second prince narrowed his eyes.

Feng Wu gave the second prince a half-smile.

Her eyes were cold and piercing, and the look she gave him reminded him of a sharp blade.

It made the second prince uneasy.

By then, Feng Xun had come back. He stood behind Feng Wu with his chin raised. He gave the second prince a contemptuous glance.

With "Boss Jun" behind him, there was nothing the second prince could do!

The second prince smirked. "If you don't have any proof, Young Lord Feng, you'll have to come with me!"

Feng Xun looked at "Boss Jun."

Feng Wu narrowed her eyes. "No proof? Says who?"

"Really? Then, my dear brother, where is your proof?" The second prince gloated.

He had indeed been the culprit behind Lord Wu's death, but the wound was so small that no one would ever spot it. He was sure that his "brother" was only bluffing.