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The Zhou Monarch's eyes blazed with fury, his pupils contracting sharply. "Wen Yu, do you even know what you're saying?"

"Does Your Majesty know what you're saying?" Wen Yu pointed at the porcelain bowl he had just smashed to the ground. "A blood test to prove kinship—does Your Majesty dare swear that the blood drop came from your own body?"

The Zhou Monarch erupted in anger