"I've warned you all long ago, surrender obediently, but you just wouldn't listen and insisted on bringing this upon yourselves."
The voice came through, and everyone turned to look. The speaker was an old man with white hair and a small patch of silver beard. At this moment, the old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at Wang Hao and the others.
"You are..." Gong Xiong scrutinized the old man, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes. After pondering for a while, Gong Xiong seemed to recall something, his face suddenly changed, surprised, "I remember now, you're Ji Gang!"
Ji Gang sneered and said, "I didn't realize there are people among you who recognize me. Since you know my identity, you'd better behave, don't force me to do it myself." After speaking, Ji Gang waved his large hand and lightly commanded, "Tie them all up."
"Yes."
A few men responded and quickly walked towards the group with ropes in their hands.
