Yan An's broken sword was currently in Bai Su's hands.
Looking at the twin swords, identical in every way except for the material of their scabbards, Shen Tang carefully sensed them under everyone's gaze. After a long while, she shook her head. "No. Xingning's broken sword is perfectly normal. Zheng Qiao's is 'alive.'"
Ning Yan's face darkened as she ground out, "Then Zheng Qiao must have tampered with the broken sword."
There was no reason for two swords forged in the same batch to be different.
But Shen Tang had a different instinct.
"It doesn't seem like it's meant to harm anyone."
The "living thing" inside the broken sword not only posed no threat to her, but even stirred a sense of closeness and delight.
They discussed it at length, but came no closer to an answer. Xie Qi, who had brought the broken sword, became the focus of everyone's attention.
He pondered for a while, then volunteered the details of how Zheng Qiao had entrusted the broken sword to him. "...After Court Session that day, Zheng Qiao sent an attendant to ask me to stay. When I went to see him, he was fishing by the lake. His condition now seems... not very good."
Xie Qi glanced at Ning Yan with concern. "...His madness is getting worse. He doesn't seem to remember Xingning's death."
Ning Yan's breathing faltered for a moment.
Only by clenching her fists could she suppress the hatred surging up inside her.
Xie Qi still remembered the details of that day clearly. When Zheng Qiao told him he could leave, Xie Qi had thought the man was testing him. But when Zheng Qiao beckoned an attendant over to bring something, he wasn't so sure. Zheng Qiao entrusted the broken sword to him. "This broken sword shares