Chapter 423 The Betrayal Of He Hongbing

• The man standing before me, Uncle Xiang, was of average height, wearing a sheepskin cotton hat and a traditional Chinese cotton jacket. He appeared to be in his sixties, with a gentle face that showed no hint of malice.
• Upon witnessing Bai Jingang writhing on the ground, Uncle Xiang's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he quickly averted his gaze. Turning to me, he inquired, "Where is He Hongbing? Bring him to me."
• I pointed towards the opposite direction and replied, "He's in the boxing room over there."