"Correct,"
Shan Dongchuan nodded, "I had planned to wait for the people from the Murong Family to come knocking and then take you into custody on the spot, but unexpectedly, you had disappeared.
If we could find you soon, it would have been fine, but you were always reluctant to show up. Now time waits for no one; we had to change our strategy, branding you as a spy from Nanjin Country, and we even sacrificed one of our own people.
Unfortunately, your two brothers didn't take the bait, and our man was sacrificed in vain."
Jiang Shouzhong sighed, "So, you admit that you were a spy for Nanjin Country? When did you betray us? Was it after you were captured during that defeat?"
"No, I turned against Dazhou after I came back,"
Shan Dongchuan gave an unexpected answer.
He pulled open his clothes, revealing the crisscrossing scars on his body, and said faintly: