Xu Yin suddenly had an ominous feeling. He looked at the black-shirted man in shock. "All of you…"
"Brother Xu, the person you brought back is no monk. He's a god of gambling, isn't he?" questioned the black-shirted man amid sobs.
Xu Yin said in shock, "No, what… happened to all of you?"
"Brother Xu, this monk won all of our money! Tell us what to do. All the money for my meals for next month is gone!" The black-shirted man was really on the brink of crying. Without money to eat, how was he to survive?
"Family Carrier, we have lost all our money too!" The other man and woman shouted as well.
Xu Yin looked at the rest of the people, and there were about twenty people gathered around. None of them had survived—the fanning ones, the water-pourers—all of them had lost their money! They did not even have a single cent left!
