"Brother Xiang, I didn't expect that you were such a person!"
Niu Dingtian's voice was deep and was filled with shock.
Xiang Zilong knew that he couldn't escape. He went to the entrance with a few other lieutenants. Illuminating the way with their fire torches, they saw Fang Yuan, Niu Dingtian, Zhang Qingfeng and a few other soldiers already surrounding the whole place.
Niu Dingtian, who was in front, was still in disbelief. "Why are you doing this, Brother Xiang?"
"Hehe….The winner shall be the king, and the loser shall be the beggar. Since I've lost, what can I say?"
Xiang Zilong gave a cold smile and looked at Fang Yuan. "But, how could you have known that it's me? Enlighten me, Prefecture Master, so I can rest in peace!"
"Your plan was perfect, but I had already begun to suspect you from the beginning!"