C647 Stop
The sword in Su Mingshu's hand was gifted down by Emperor Qian after he returned from the northwest. It was a rare treasured sword, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a hairless sword. The moment the tip of the sword touched Old Madam Hee's flesh, a drop of blood fell to the ground.
"Big brother." Su Mingye stepped forward and grabbed Su Mingshu's sword hand