The implication was that he didn't believe a word Gao Luyuan said. A feud as grave as killing his son was not easily forgiven, and he didn't think Gao Luyuan could just forgive and forget that easily—if it were so, Gao Luyuan wouldn't have come to trouble him in the first place.
If Hao Jian had really been foolish enough to take him in, it would have been like a thorn in his back, constantly at risk of getting bitten back.
Gao Luyuan also figured out Hao Jian's intentions, knowing that begging for mercy was futile. In a panic, he yelled, "Fight them!"
"Roar!"
A group of people behind Gao Luyuan roared and charged forward, but in reality, there were only about a dozen of them left—most had decided to betray Gao Luyuan.
They too had realized that Gao Luyuan had gone mad. Now, they faced two choices: betray Gao Luyuan or die with him.
And clearly, there weren't many who weren't afraid to die.
