It might have been aggravated by the light; while he spoke, a tragically pale shadow lunged at the Scorpion. It was held back by the cell door, and so fearsomely bared its teeth at them. Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing had a clear look at it; astonishingly, there was a creature locked in there, one exactly the same as that humanlike, yet inhuman creature they had encountered in that mysterious underground cave that year!

They watched the Scorpion gaze at that creature warmly, as though it was a peerless beauty. He said softly, “These are our poisoned men. They used to be human before one year of age, but after they turned one, we continue force feeding them toxins until today. They’ve grown impenetrable skin and tough bone, and are brimming with killing intent. They’re very good children, really...but they’re just not very obedient. Perhaps the toxins used have harmed their brains. The toxins will still need to be improved on in the future.”

The smile was gone from Wen Kexing’s face. Voice low, he asked, “You were the one who set up that underground cave, and the buyer was the Long-Tongued Ghost?”

The Scorpion said, “Indeed.”

Wen Kexing cut him off, “Bullshit, I’ve killed the Long-Tongued Ghost. Who were the people that came after Zhang Chengling’s life at Dongting afterwards?”

A sly smile appeared on the Scorpion’s face. He said, “I only said that the buyer was the Long-Tongued Ghost. I did not say that there was no one else instructing him to do so from behind the scenes.”

Zhou Zishu said, “Ah, this is yet another question. Are you implying that if we wish to obtain this answer, we have to gamble a second time?”

The Scorpion bowed slightly, and said, "Indulge me, Zhou-xiong."

Zhou Zishu flicked his sleeve, annoyed. “Name your terms, what do we gamble on?”

The Scorpion smiled, and said,"My gongfu is not as good as Zhou-xiong’s, nor my mind as nimble as Zhou-xiong’s when it comes to tactics. If we gamble on those little games, I'm afraid that I will have to lose again. How about we leave it up to fate? We’ll head up from here, out to the end of the street. Between the two of you, one will be blindfolded. From the moment this person’s hand touches the stone lion at the end of the street, we’ll see if the twentieth person to pass before our eyes is a man or a woman. How’s this?”

Wen Kexing couldn’t help but say, “This gamble is very pointless, I can’t see how it benefits you.”