When Zhong Huashan calmed down, he realized something was off with Xiang Yu, so he involuntarily took two steps back and looked at Xiang Yu with a hint of wariness.
"You are one of Hong Li's men." Zhong Huashan's face showed a complex expression as he spoke.
He had just trusted Xiang Yu, but now he found that Xiang Yu too was not trustworthy, which greatly shook him.
Having been in the underworld all his life, he prided himself on being able to read people. He believed he could tell what anyone was involved in and what they were thinking with just one glance.
But he had misjudged Xiang Yu, and for the first time, he felt such a tremendous sense of defeat.
"I'm not his man." Xiang Yu stood firm, saying, now that things had come to this point, there was no need for him to lie.
Zhong Huashan began to doubt again. If Xiang Yu wasn't one of Hong Li's, could there be another force in the city opposing them?