Han Shizhong was shocked.
"How could you know?"
Zhou Li pointed at Han Shizhong, and spoke before him, "You want to shout 'How could you know?' loudly, right?"
Han Shizhong's lips trembled, and he looked at Zhou Li, the gloss in his eyes gradually turning ice-cold.
"It's quite simple."
Zhou Li smiled, "You were too impatient."
"You lured me into Anshan, on the one hand, valuing my strength; you wanted to use me to deal with Anshan"