As soon as the words fell, a rustling sound could be heard around, and the scattered gang members straightened up, sooner or later.
"No, no, no, no! —— Gang Leader Wang, we really don't know anything! We really don't know anything..." Old Zhang almost threw himself at the man's legs.
Wang Shou nodded, "If you won't speak, and won't let us investigate, it looks like you're forcing me to swallow this loss, Zhang, the shopkeeper."
Upon hearing these words, Old Zhang woke up abruptly, "Oh no, no! In the face of such unfortunate events, my establishment has prepared a condoling gift... ten... twenty... no, thirty taels!! It will be delivered to your gang tomorrow."
Wang Shou looked at Steward Chai and sighed, "The reputation of the Lake Heart Gang is really too bad now. More than twenty of us came for justice for our brother, and Shopkeeper Zhang actually thinks we're after his thirty taels of silver."
