"You're talking about that rough guy who wanted to marry the young lady? I didn't kill him."
Tang Rao placed his hands behind his back, using his powerful spiritual power to counter the pressure in the secret chamber.
"If it wasn't you, why did Zhao Zhuo say you did it? Do you know how important Zhou Keyun is to our Tingzhou Li Family?"
The pressure in the secret chamber intensified by several degrees, but compared to Tang Rao's spiritual power, it was still evenly matched.
"I didn't kill Zhou Keyun. I just ran into him on the way, and he tried to kill me, so I slapped him and he died."
Tang Rao pouted.
He hated being misunderstood.
It was just a slap, but calling it a killing sounded so unfriendly.
"A slap to death? Is that true?"
He remembered Zhao Zhuo mentioning that Zhou Keyun was slapped to death by Tang Rao earlier. Li Zhentong didn't pay it much attention at the time, but now that Tang Rao had confirmed it, he couldn't remain calm.
