"Hmph." Fu Li let out a cold snort, his face full of disdain. If *that person* knew that the Shadow Society they valued so much was being belittled to the dust by some ignorant brat, I wonder if they would be angry enough to come back to life? He spoke up, "Don't let their lonely appearance fool you, just because there are only four of them doesn't mean they're rogue cultivators. Their backgrounds are not low at all—they come from the very same sect as I do."
Zhang Guijin was somewhat surprised. This was something he truly hadn't expected. He knew Fu Li's background was lofty; otherwise, his father wouldn't have spent a fortune to have him protect the two brothers, and his father treated him with the utmost respect. Yet, seeing Fu Li's previous reaction, he still had his doubts. "So what? Why didn't you kill them? Even if you belong to the same faction, you seem to be on hostile terms, don't you? Wouldn't it have been easy to kill them here and pin the blame on this secret realm?"
Fu Li felt a deep wave of disgust toward the little spoiled brat before him. A piece of trash actually dared to use such a tone with him! If he hadn't accepted the mission to keep him safe, he would have chopped him down with a single blade long ago! "We do belong to the same sect, and we can't stand each other, but they are terrifying. Far too terrifying." Fu Li leaned against a tree, yet as he spoke of the Shadow Society, a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes—something even he failed to notice.
Chapter 135