Unexpected Plea for Help (3)

As Li Yan spoke, the light taps of his fingers against the table seemed to strike heavily against Feng Tao's heart each time.

They made it hard for her to breathe, as though killing intent were surging up all around her.

Her previously composed face began to turn pale. Only then did she realize that he truly had killed before.

Because she had only felt this kind of sensation from those in her Lineage who had once taken lives.

Panic rose in Feng Tao's heart, and she lost her earlier composure as she hurriedly said,

"Senior Brother Zhang, please calm your anger and hear me out. It was not that I deliberately investigated you. Rather, when my master was chatting idly with two other martial uncles, I happened to overhear them nearby.

They had commented one by one on some of the disciples who had recently joined the sect. When they spoke of Senior Brother Zhang, my master and the others said a few more words.

They said that Senior Brother's true combat strength should be about one or two minor realms higher than your cultivation level. Perhaps it was because you had drifted outside for many years and needed to preserve your life. I remembered it in my heart.

I merely happened to overhear it while serving tea beside several elders. This time, I had no other choice but to come and ask Senior Brother for help.

I absolutely did not deliberately pry into Senior Brother's affairs. I hope Senior Brother can forgive me!"

In her panic, she blurted out how she had learned some things about Zhang Ming. Her heartbeat had quickened, and she sensed that the situation was turning bad.

By then, she had long forgotten the difference in status between herself and Zhang Ming. She felt