It took a lot of effort and intimidation to subdue Shi Huansheng. Ghost Hand still didn't believe his pleas were genuine. To have made it to where he was, Shi Huansheng was no simple man. Ghost Hand feigned trembling hands, as if unable to hold on, and coldly pressed, "This is your last chance. Are you going to talk or not? Hurry up, my hands are starting to shake. If you fall, don't say I didn't warn you."
"No, hold on tight, don't drop me! I'll talk," Shi Huansheng shouted in panic, with a hint of tears in his voice, quickly saying, "I don't know who that person is. I've only seen him once, at the welcome dinner when I first arrived. The board members called him 'State Preceptor.' I haven't seen him since."
"You should have said so earlier." Ghost Hand tossed Shi Huansheng onto the bed and coldly continued his questioning, "Since you've cooperated, I won't kill you for now. Tell me, how did you determine he has a poisonous snake?"
