The knife was pressed against his neck, Sang Que full of murderous intent, and Yuan Gui confessed everything.
"Wu Renxing was originally from Buiyi Lane. He used to run a bun shop over by the South City Gate, and the business was quite good. Later, he was brought to the gambling den. You know, sir, some people are unlucky in gambling, and when they get desperate, then..."
Yuan Gui glanced fearfully at Sang Que, skimming over the details of the gambling den's traps.
"Anyway, Wu Renxing eventually lost everything, even pledged his bun shop. I really did persuade him to stop, I really did, and he actually listened. He didn't come to the gambling den for a month or two, really!"
"And then?" Sang Que pressed on.
Yuan Gui recalled, his eyes showing confusion, "When he reappeared at the end of last month, I wasn't at the gambling den that day. My subordinates called me, said Wu Renxing was winning big, and suspected he was cheating, so they asked me to take a look."
