On the second floor of White Rat Pavilion, by the window, Gao Jun shook his head slightly and said, "It's about time. This should be the end."
Yang Wei, standing nearby, looked a bit puzzled and said, "Hundred Households Gao, this Gu Zhan isn't so easy to handle. He still fights fiercely—hasn't fallen behind at all, has he?"
Gao Jun smiled faintly and said, "Advisor Yang, you're not a Martial Artist, so you don't understand. Gu Zhan's battle power is indeed strong, but right now, he's been tricked by Wang Bai. I've said it before—this is Wang Bai's turf. Gu Zhan can't win here.
He's young and hot-blooded, too impulsive. If he'd coordinated with his men, then maybe it would have been hard to say, but he charged into the siege alone. Don't be fooled by how White Rat Gang's been so quiet in recent years—no big movements. That just shows their strength shouldn't be underestimated. Otherwise, in such a chaotic city like Linjiang, how could they have kept things so stable?"
