"Yuan Gaolang? You've been deceiving me all along?"
He Yanhao was dumbstruck. He stared fixedly at Yuan Gaolang, his voice filled with disbelief.
Yuan Gaolang looked down at He Yanhao and smiled without answering, turning his gaze instead to Song Jun above.
Such blatant disregard.
And the humiliation of being played for a fool.
They filled He Yanhao's heart, stirring an indescribable fury within him!
But before he could speak.
Yuan Gaolang looked at Song Jun and asked with a smile, "May I ask when Pavilion Master Song guessed my identity?"
"From the moment you approached He Yanhao."
Song Jun answered indifferently.
There was no drawn-swords, bent-bows hostility between the two. Instead, they seemed like strangers who had just met, exchanging idle conversation.
Song Jun looked at Yuan Gaolang with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "Your methods were clever, and your scheme was exquisitely arranged. Unfortunately, I'm not like these fools whose greed has gone to their heads."
"As long as one keeps a clear, cool head at all times, the flaws in your scheme aren't hard to spot."
"Oh? Please enlighten me, Pavilion Master Song. Where were the flaws?"
Just the right touch of curiosity appeared on Yuan Gaolang's face as he asked.
Song Jun remained composed, looking down at Yuan Gaolang. "First, your strength."
"Others might not be able to sense it, but you have nowhere to hide before me. An information broker with the strength of a Five-Star Dou Zong is suspicious in itself."
"Second, you took the initiative to approach He Yanhao and tell him about this. No one in their right mind would leak news of an entity like the Dou Zun Tomb."
"If you lacked the strength to open the tomb and sought others to cooperate with you, that would have been