Hu Zhongyang lamented bitterly, "How could a mere thousand naval troops pose any threat to Python Jiao Island? I only borrowed troops from Hu Xiaotian to escort my ships. I had no intention of targeting Python Jiao Island. Ah! There's no use saying any of this now. The island lord is already gone..." Hu Zhongyang seemed to have genuinely deep feelings for Yan Tianlu. As he spoke, tears began falling again.
By this point, Hu Xiaotian was fairly certain that although Hu Zhongyang was in league with Yan Tianlu, he had not originally intended to entrap him. He stopped concealing his identity and spoke to Hu Zhongyang through Secret Voice Transmission. "Master Hu! Take a look at who I am!"
Hu Zhongyang looked toward him in astonishment, only to find Hu Xiaotian's face before him. He was stunned speechless. Thinking his eyes were playing tricks on him, he blinked hard, then confirmed that he was not seeing things. "You... you..." he whispered. He simply could not fathom how Hu Xiaotian had managed to slip in here. The man had actually dared to infiltrate Python Jiao Island alone-his audacity was staggering. Recalling everything he had just said, Hu Zhongyang realized he had exposed his entire relationship with Python Jiao Island. At a loss for how to explain himself, he froze.
"Don't panic, Master Hu," Hu Xiaotian said. "A major upheaval has struck Python Jiao Island today. Lu Qingyuan and Luo Qianfu conspired with Tang Jiucheng and his son from the Falling Cherry Palace to murder Island Lord Yan. The third chief has already been killed."
Hu Zhongyang picked up on something in his words and lowered his voice. "You mean the island lord... he's all right?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded. "Of course he is." He pointed outside. Following his gaze, Hu Zhongyang