"How about that, Brother Xie, I was right, wasn't I?"
Seeing Xie Junhao become agitated by his words, Tuoba Ye's face bore an even stronger look of smugness. He then arrogantly continued, "That's why, Brother Xie, instead of considering how to deal with Liang Fei, you actually came to mock me here, which really isn't quite right!"
Xie Junhao's expression changed for a moment, but ultimately, Tuoba Ye could not sway his emotions.
After composing himself, Xie Junhao's expression gradually calmed down, and he shot a piercing gaze towards Tuoba Ye, saying sternly, "Right, Brother Tuoba, you are absolutely correct. I indeed have a deep hatred for Liang Fei. But the conflict between you and Liang Fei doesn't seem as simple as you described, does it?"
At this point, the coldness in Xie Junhao's eyes appeared even more fierce: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have sent an assassin to secretly follow him when Liang Fei left Binyang..."
"You... How did you know?"
