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Fortunately, his winter clothes were thick, so the beating earlier had not hurt quite as badly. There were no injuries on Zhang Sui's face either, so he did not need to worry about his family noticing anything.

Seeing Zhang Sui's steps grow much brisker as he quickened his pace and left, the two gambling house thugs following behind exchanged a glance.

"This kid had such a miserable look on his face just now. Why did he suddenly perk up? Could he be going to report the case to the Great Zhen Scholar Official?"

"No, no. That is not even the direction. He is probably going home to gather money. Besides, the Great Zhen Laws do not ban Gambling Houses. Zhang Sui was caught red-handed, and plenty of people can testify against him. Even if he reports it, he will not win."

The other man nodded.

"Then he really is going home. The Zhang family is doing fairly well, after all. To save their son, they should be willing to take out a hundred taels."

"We will know if we follow him. I doubt he can pull any tricks."

The two men followed at a suitable distance, while Zhang Sui's steps grew increasingly hurried. He knew people were following him, but let them follow. He could not shake them off anyway.

Before long, he returned to his front door. He rubbed his bruised leg, then entered the courtyard and headed inside as though nothing had happened.

"Hey, what have you been doing all day? We have not seen hide nor hair of you. You do not even know to help the family clean before the year's end. Dinner will be ready soon."

His old mother was nearly seventy, yet still healthy and strong, with a head of black hair. Seeing her