Zuan chuckled: "There is a way to do this without messing up your clothes and hair."

Zheng Dan's heart fluttered, and she gave him a flirtatious glare, but still moved closer.

...

Upon arriving at the Sang residence, Sang Hong was already waiting at the entrance to greet them.

With his only son's life at stake, he couldn't care less about his status or anything else; he had to give him face.

"How could I possibly ask the Prefect to come out and greet me personally?" Zu An looked at the thin, middle-aged man with a goatee in front of him and thought to himself that this guy looked refined and gentle, but in reality he was like a venomous snake.

"Let's not worry about official positions today, let's just relax like a family gathering," Sang Hong laughed. "As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. Lord Mingyue has found a fine son-in-law."

Sang Hong's anger level increased by 444!

His various plans against the Chu family were originally meticulously planned and considered all factors, giving him a 100% chance of success. However, this monstrous talent suddenly appeared, causing almost every one of his plans to fail.

Seeing the anger points received in the backend, and noticing the man smiling at him, Zu An cursed inwardly, "What a hypocritical old fox."

So he said with a grin, "Lord Sang has also found a good daughter-in-law. Miss Zheng is really wonderful."

Sang Hong was taken aback, not understanding why he would use such a strange word to describe Zheng Dan.

Zheng Dan blushed, cursing the man in her heart. Knowing that her future father-in-law was always meticulous, she was worried that he might have guessed something, so she quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Uncle."

Sang Hong gently helped her up from a distance: "Dan'er looks really good today."

At this moment, Zheng Dan's complexion was much rosier and brighter than usual, probably because she was happy that Qian'er could be saved.

Zheng Dan bit her lip, not daring to say anything more, lest she reveal any flaws.

Zu An, who was not used to playing along with this old fox, said directly, "Lord Sang, let's not waste any more time. When will you release my father-in-law?"

Sang Hong smiled slightly: "Young brother, you are indeed quick to speak. Let's get straight to the point. In fact, from the moment you stepped into the Sang family's gate, Mingyue Gong was already there."

Zu An's eyes lit up: "Lord Sang is indeed very considerate. Now that my father-in-law has been released, I should take my leave and go back to see him." He then turned to leave.

Sang Hong: "..."

This guy doesn't play by the rules.

Sang Hong's anger level increased by 512!

He said coldly, "The journey from the prefectural capital to Brightmoon City is long and not very peaceful."

Zu An immediately turned around: "I was just joking with Lord Sang to lighten the mood. Now that we're here, how can we not go and see Brother Sang?"

Zheng Dan, standing to the side, smirked inwardly; this guy was truly a scoundrel.

Given her upbringing, she used to hate this kind of scoundrel the most. But after the other party's repeated scoundrel behavior towards her, she found herself gradually growing to like the feeling.

Sang Hong said with a forced smile, "Thank you for your trouble, young brother."

Zuan followed him quickly to a bedroom, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a strong medicinal odor.

Sang Qian was lying in bed, no longer the spirited man he once was. He looked emaciated, with medicine applied all over his body, making him appear even more haggard, as if he had aged ten years.

Sang Hong sighed: "I have tried everything, but I can only keep him alive. If you can save him, I promise that I will never go against the Chu family again, except to release Lord Mingyue. In addition, you will gain my friendship. Just tell me what you want."

Zu An thought to himself, "I want your future daughter-in-law. Can you agree?"

He barely managed to suppress this suicidal impulse, coughed lightly, and said, "I haven't decided what I want yet."

Sang Hong smiled slightly: "It's alright, this condition will always be valid. As long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

Zuan said with a half-smile, "To be honest, I'm a little worried that Lord Sang might go back on his word later."

“That’s easy,” Sang Hong said, clearly having anticipated his concerns. “I can make an oath, and I’m sure you understand the power of oaths in this world.”

Zuan was taken aback, not expecting him to dare to make a vow.

Seeing that he did not object, Sang Hong solemnly repeated what he had just said in the name of an oath.

Zu'an was finally completely relieved: "Why bother, Lord Sang? How could I possibly doubt you? Hahaha."

Sang Hong cursed inwardly, "Why didn't you stop me when I swore this oath?"

What a cunning little fox!

He gave a low snort, but remained outwardly calm: "Please, young man."

Zuan was too lazy to go over, so he simply took out a bottle of red liquid and threw it into his hand: "Take this and give it to him. He should be able to save his life."

Upon receiving the bottle of red medicine, Sang Hong's breathing quickened, for it concerned his son's life.

He winked at the doctor who was standing nearby and handed him the medicine bottle.

The doctor picked up the medicine bottle and was about to pour out a drop to test its effects when Zu An hurriedly stopped him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this medicine is extremely precious. It must be taken in its entirety to be effective. If even a single drop is missing and it results in the patient being beyond saving, hehe."

The doctor's hand trembled. He dared not test the medicine anymore. If the young master couldn't be saved afterward, and the prefect blamed him, he would be in big trouble.

Sang Hong frowned, clearly weighing various options.

He was naturally suspicious, so he still asked, "Just now, to put your mind at ease, I made a vow. I wonder if you could make a vow as well?"

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!