Falling Star Valley's Decision

But Li Yan reacted with lightning speed as well. In that instant of sparks and flint, he made his judgment: since they had asked him to recount it again today, they must have obtained new information about him.

Yet whether it was Shan Yiyuan's little village or Mingdu City, both lay millions of li away.

Not to mention that Falling Star Valley was merely a second-rate sect—even a first-rate sect would find it difficult to stretch its tentacles that far.

However, it was possible that they had taken his portrait jade slip to Sacred Demon City. At that thought, Li Yan's expression changed slightly, but he remained silent.

"What, do you require this old man to conduct a Soul Search? Zhang Ming, in consideration of the favor you have shown our branch, I will give you one more chance. What exactly was your purpose in coming to Falling Star Valley?"

Seeing that Zhang Ming still seemed hesitant and reluctant to speak, Xing Ming's previously somewhat kindly expression immediately darkened.

The aura around him faintly stirred. Zhang Ming indeed sensed that things were turning bad, and he gritted his teeth.

"It was not this junior's intention to conceal the matter. It concerns my master's life. I know Senior can use Soul Search to learn everything, but this involves my master's life..."

At this point, Zhang Ming's voice paused.

Xing Ming remained silent. The pressure around him had already begun to spread, and beneath that overwhelming pressure, Zhang Ming's face grew increasingly pale.

Yet Xing Ming had already developed a trace of goodwill toward Zhang Ming, for it stemmed from Zhang Ming's feelings toward his master.

Over the years, Xing Ming had always owed something to his several personal disciples. Deep within his heart, he had gained a deeper understanding of honoring