Zhou Yang nodded and said, "You're right, if Mr. He is sensible, I won't touch him. But if he insists on seeking death, I'll have no choice but to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys. When you have time, go find Yue Dongnan from the Tiger Martial Arts Hall, have a chat, and listen to his thoughts. If he's willing to submit, all is well. But if he refuses to submit, he'll have to be treated as a traitor."
Hong Kui bowed and said, "Yes, Hall Master. I'll first probe his thoughts."
"Alright, it's getting late. You should rest now."
Zhou Yang stood up, about to leave, when he suddenly asked, "Was it one of your experts who secretly arranged for the death of Yamamoto Ichiro's men who were sent to my house, only to be killed by a mysterious person?"
Hiss—
Hong Kui felt slightly surprised and said, "Hall Master, without your permission, I wouldn't dare to arrange for an expert in that manner."
Zhou Yang was speechless, truly baffling.