Fang Shen, however, didn’t believe that Tan Zheng was not aware of the rest nine forces joining the action. Five clans and five factions worked together to deal with his parents, and this must be an important operation.

Since the other nine forces were able to take part in the action, they must be of the same strength with Dugu Faction. There weren’t many powerful forces in the State of Huaxia. This couldn’t be the top secret. Therefore, Tan Zheng must have lied to Fang Shen.

Fang Shen remained speechless, not planning to force Tan Zheng to tell the truth yet. Since Tan Zheng, Xu Longsheng and the girl were unable to run away, Fang decided to play cat and mouse with them.

After saying that, Tan Zheng let his eyes settle upon Fang Shen’s face, trying to figure out whether Fang believed him or not. On seeing Fang’s calm expression, he thought Fang had trusted him with no doubt. He smiled slyly to himself, looking down on Fang silently.

He had thought Fang Shen would question him continuously, but he was totally wrong. Fang had no objection at all.

“This young man is talent, but not excessively so. He is too young to know much about life,” Tan Zheng thought to himself.

He pretended to be respectful and continued, “Mr. Fang, don’t worry about your parents. Your father is highly skilled in cultivation and your mother is an exceptionally powerful woman. So many cultivators took part in the action, but they eventually failed to catch your parents.”

Fang Shen asked in a chilly voice, “Were my parents seriously injured in the action?”

Tan Zheng gave a flattering smile and said, “Rest assured, Mr. Fang. They ran away with minor injuries.”

Fang Shen sneered at his words. If his parents were not seriously injured, why didn’t they come back to him and his sister all these years?

According to Liu Huihe, his mother spat out several mouthfuls of blood and his father was bathed in blood.

Fang Shen was almost sure that his parents were seriously injured. The wounds might even be life threatening. Maybe the enemies still chased after them after they ran away.

The five clans and five factions sent so many cultivators to kill Fang Shen’s parents. It was impossible for them to let them off so easily. Maybe his parents had been so busy evading the hunters’ crazy tracing that they had no time to come back to him and his siter. Or, maybe his parents didn’t go back home deliberately, so that the enemies would not know they had a son and a daughter.

Anyway, Tan Zheng must be lying.

Thinking about this, Fang Shen snorted.

Tan Zheng had lied to him once, and Fang Shen had originally planned to settle accounts with him in the future. But Tan just wouldn’t tell the truth.

Fang Shen made his choice and released a golden crow. He controlled the crow to fly to Tan Zheng’s right arm.

A shrill bird sound broke the silence, which was much scarier than the one a moment ago.

Tan Zheng immediately took out his sword and exerted the Dugu Ning-Stabs. The afterimage of the sword looked like shining stars, revealing a unique sense of beauty.

In the next second, however, his weapon arm, from fist to shoulder, was surrounded by black flames.

The flames looked plain, not fierce at all. But Tan Zheng was unable to shake them off no matter how hard he tried.

He waved his sword crazily, afterimage of the sword dancing in the air like dropping flowers.