"You guys... you didn't beat a confession out of him, did you?"
As Ji Tianqi posed the question with a serious expression on his face, Luo Xingyi hastily and nervously denied it.
"Of course not."
He quickly explained, "Yu Zairong is a gambling addict, just a month ago he was an ordinary person, no, a gambling addict without superpowers, completely lacking any self-control and with weak willpower.
Plus, he had been poisoned and could only survive with the antidote from his bracelet, hmm, that's what he said himself. So, with your help, once we had him completely under our control, he spilled the beans just like that."
Ji Tianqi smiled knowingly and said, "You don't need to explain so much, I just meant, in the future, if you guys find it inconvenient, you could let someone like me handle it."
"Hmm?"
Luo Xingyi looked at Ji Tianqi, still in his patient's gown, and thought about the seven broken ribs of Li Yuanhong and the fourteen broken ribs of Yu Zairong.
