The Sang family was quite famous in the capital. Zu An knew the general direction and then asked passersby for directions. He soon arrived at his destination.

Having just witnessed the imposing grandeur of the Qin family, the Sang family now appears incredibly simple and unassuming. Not only is the overall area much smaller, but the entrance is also piled with withered leaves, suggesting that it hasn't been cleaned in a long time.

A sense of desolation and decay arose spontaneously.

Zuan originally intended to enter through the main gate, but noticed some spies watching from the shadows. He figured that confinement was a form of punishment, and it was impossible not to have someone watching over him.

He didn't want to expose his relationship with Zheng Dan, lest it bring unpredictable dangers to both of them.

He circled around to a secluded courtyard wall, then leaped inside with a light touch of his toes.

With his current cultivation level, how could those people watching him outside possibly find him?

Upon entering the Sang residence, he discovered that there were hardly any servants, let alone guards, making it seem nothing like the mansion of someone who had once served as a high-ranking official.

It seems that during this period, with Sang Hong's downfall, the people in his household scattered like monkeys when the tree fell.

Zuan couldn't help but sigh. Although he had once been an enemy of Sang Hong, it was merely a matter of opposing camps. Privately, he still greatly admired Sang Hong's methods and abilities. Seeing him fall into such a predicament, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

He walked further in and found that this should be the back garden, but it wasn't actually that big.

In the distance, a white shadow could be seen swaying there.

Thinking of the desolation and ruin he had seen along the way, Zu An's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that there was a female ghost?

However, he quickly chuckled to himself. This was a world of cultivation, and he had seen those zombies, skeletons, and female ghosts in the secret realm before. Why couldn't he forget his mindset before he transmigrated?

He walked around the corner and finally saw the white figure clearly. It turned out to be a woman dressed in white, sitting on a swing with her back to him, swaying erratically as if she were lost in thought.

Zuan quietly approached: "Young lady, you must be lonely all by yourself. Would you like someone to keep you company?"

Who else could this familiar figure be but Zheng Dan?

The woman was startled and turned around warily, but she forgot that she was swinging on the swing and lost her balance, falling off directly.

Zu An rushed over and caught her. The woman raised her hand to strike him, but when she saw his face, she froze: "It's you?"

Zu An's face turned green. The girl in his arms was not Zheng Dan at all, but clearly Sang Qian, the eldest daughter of the Sang family.