C599 Inquisition Penalty

Chu Zhaoheng seemed to be holding onto a string in his heart, as if he could break it with just a gentle pull.

The eunuch quickly brought the water back, bringing a basin of clear water with him.

Chu Zhaoheng mercilessly cut his finger. The wound definitely wasn't deep, but it wasn't shallow either. He had held a blade all year long, and his hands had never been light