Zhexiu, supported by his walking stick, walked out of the house. Looking at the other three people, he said, "If you want to know, just ask him."
Tang Thirty-Six shook his head, "I asked before, but he didn't say. In addition, given his response at the time, he probably wouldn't say it even if you beat him to death."
Xuanyuan Po felt his head ache. He asked, "In your view, just what do you think is most likely to have happened?"
Tang Thirty-Six speculated, "I wonder if he was prepared to let Xu Yourong win at the beginning and so made me bet on him losing. In the end though, he wasn't careful for a few moments and won, which is why he's acting so weird now…"
Su Moyu shook his head, "Even if this matter deviated from his calculations, it's not enough to reach this state."
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "You don't understand, my meaning is that it's very likely he took all his wealth and bet…on his own loss."
