Ming Disha looked at Horse Head.
"Since I appeared here, have I ever spoken disrespectfully to either of you?"
Horse Head and Goat Head exchanged a glance.
Ming Disha continued, "If I had come here to fight, we would already have started fighting. Or rather, while you were focused on digging up the Shennong Fruit, I could have ambushed you long ago. With my strength, I wouldn't even need to get close. At the moment you were most concentrated, one Hidden Weapon would have been enough to make all your efforts come to nothing."
"Better yet, if I got lucky, I could have injured one of you. Right?"
Horse Head and Goat Head said nothing.
Ming Disha continued, "First, I didn't ambush you. Second, I didn't sabotage you. Third, I never showed any hostility. Why won't you believe me?"
Horse Head said, "Tiger Head was ruined by you."
"I wanted to run! He wouldn't let me! Ask his subordinates—I had already opened the escape hatch and was one step from getting away, but he dragged me back in and locked me up in that Four-Sided Iron Plate Formation! How else was I supposed to leave if I didn't play dead? Did I personally capture Tiger Head?"
Goat Head was deeply troubled. "Even so, Senior, appearing at a time like this makes it impossible for us to handle this Shennong Fruit with peace of mind. And... I can't think of any reason why you would help us deal with your senior brother."
Ming Disha looked at Goat Head. "The rightful inheritance of the sect should have been mine! Junior Sister should have been mine too! What right did he have to become the sect master? Tell me! Can you tell me!?"
Goat Head froze and actually leaned back.
He looked toward