The chief presiding judge stepped forward, his eyes burning with urgency as he glared fiercely at him. "Speak quickly, and don't try any tricks, or you'll regret it!"
It had to be said that the working people possessed a truly great gift for acting; had the surrounding jailers and bailiffs not known the truth, they genuinely would have thought the judge was this terrifying.
The servant of the Zhang Family took a deep breath, forced himself to look calm, and began fabricating a story: "My lord, my Master certainly had dealings with a silk merchant. I don't know the merchant's name, but he looked shifty-eyed."
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