Tang Shu won, not the landlord, nor the peasant.
Tang Shu laughed, "Thanks, Director Xie."
The crowd still had no clue.
"Man, what kind of riddle are they playing at? Can someone come out and explain?"
"I have this nagging feeling it's a major drama, yet I still don't understand—"
"Director, could you explain what's going on here?"
The often-mentioned Director had no choice but to provide an explanation to everyone.
"Actually, Tang Shu's identity was an Informant hidden among the peasants. According to the voting just now, all peasants have met their demise, leaving only landlord Zhang Yilin and the Informant Tang Shu. Initially, the rules state that the landlord wins the game."
The others understood and chimed in.
"Right, that logic is sound!"
"Indeed, that's the case; the Informant is originally a vassal of the landlord."
"By the rules of the game, even if the peasants win, the land and crops still belong to the landlord."
