“Thank you, thank you.” Zu An had just earned a huge sum of money while learning of a new way to exploit Cheng Shouping’s unreliable nature, so his mood was pretty good.

Sang Qian and Zheng Dan chatted with him for a brief moment more, then took their leave. As soon as they were out of his line of sight, Sang Qian’s face immediately took on an ugly expression. “Damn it! Why did I foolishly change the bet back then?”

Zheng Dan wore a bitter smile. “Who could have expected a study companion to be so audacious as to defy his own master’s orders?”

Her words struck a chord with Sang Qian. “That is indeed illogical.” A thought suddenly arose in his mind, and he asked, “Could it be possible that Zu An had predicted our tampering, and so intentionally bet on him losing in order to deliver the wrong message to the Yuan clan?”

“He would be a truly terrifying person if he were able to think that far ahead.” Zheng Dan frowned and shook her head. “I don’t think that he’s able to predict our actions to such an extent. He likely intended to spend the ten thousand taels of silver to mislead the Yuan clan, but we mistakenly changed the bet for him.”

“Damn it!” Sang Qian cursed his recent stretch of terrible luck. Things just simply wouldn’t go his way.

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