"You have mistaken me. My surname is not Yelv; it's Li. I'm called Li Laozhuang, and I live in a village twenty miles outside the city."
The hunter still insisted.
Gu Shiliu laughed wildly, "Li Laozhuang, hahaha, if it were anyone else, I might have mistaken them, but you... I would never be wrong."
Gu Shiba secretly smiled and quickly hid his smile, staring sternly at the hunter.
The first fierce general beside Yelv Guza, Yelv Xianyong, is exceedingly ugly, unforgettable to anyone who has seen him even once.
The hunter still wanted to argue when suddenly the sound of a whip slicing through the air reached his ears. He bowed his head slightly, but still couldn't avoid it.
The tightly wrapped headscarf was whipped away, revealing his face completely.
Now there was nothing more to say.
"I have only one question. How did you know it was me?"
Yelv Xianyong was puzzled.
Gu Shiba was about to answer when Gu Shiliu said, "You confess what you need to, and then I'll tell you."
