"Fellow townsmen, there's no enmity between us. Why don't you just confess honestly?"
Looking at the nervous expression on the man's face, Xu Fan sighed and said.
"You... please spare me, I... my family is poor, my wife is ill, and my daughter needs money for university. I was desperate for money, so... so I had ulterior motives."
Now that he had been seen through by Xu Fan, the middle-aged man, looking fearful, confessed outright.
"This..."
The subordinates behind Zhou Zhanlong looked at his pitiful state and couldn't help but frown.
When they had come earlier, they had indeed flaunted their wealth. With such poverty at home and sudden pressure, he was likely driven by money.
"Master, what do you think..."
Zhou Zhanlong glanced at the man and felt his story was plausible.
"..."
Xu Fan was quite speechless. Even so, how could this man possibly know that his group would come today?
