In the afternoon, several people came looking for Shen Hao, but Shen Hao made up excuses to avoid them. The only person in the Thousand Households Station who had to see him was Kuang Shengyuan; the others wouldn't dare barge in if he didn't want to meet them. Kuang Shengyuan, however, hadn't come to see him about this matter.
"Sir, Lord Tang came earlier to ask for you. He left after hearing you weren't in, didn't leave any message."
"Got it." Shen Hao sat down and picked up the palm fan by his side, fanning himself. He paused, then asked, "Did those people spill anything yet?"
"They talked. They're soft as mush. The first one hadn't even started and already spilled everything. The woman was worse, pissed herself the moment she saw the torture instruments. Haha, we've finished recording their testimonies and locked them up in the cells.
But sir, that woman's pretty timid. If she stays locked up any longer, she'll have problems."
