"What!" Zu'an was both surprised and delighted, grabbing her arm. "Where is Sang Hong?"

During this time, everyone was looking for him, and Sang Qian was so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep. She and Sang Hong were also close friends despite their age difference, and she was afraid that he had really met with misfortune. Now that she had received news of him, how could she not be happy?

Chu Chuyan looked at her strangely and glanced into the house: "It's in your house. You're never home, so of course you wouldn't know."

Zuan: "???"

My first reaction was that she was joking, but seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, I immediately realized what she meant and ran inside.

Chu Chuyan followed: "After leaving Baiyujing, I originally planned to go to the demon clan to find you, but I thought that with your personality, you probably wouldn't stay in the demon clan for long and would definitely return to the capital. I was worried that we would miss each other along the way and then be separated again, so I came back to the capital to wait for you."

"When I passed through Cancheng, I happened to see Sang Hong being chased by a group of men in black, so I rescued him. Unfortunately, I arrived too late and was unable to save the rest of the delegation."

Zuan suddenly realized why the records of the Embroidered-Robed Envoy mentioned the unusually cold night that night; it turned out to be caused by her using the Snowflake Divine Sword. He should have thought of this earlier.

Chu Chuyan led Zu An to a secluded and abandoned house, which was usually used to store miscellaneous items and was rarely visited even by people from the mansion: "I hid him here because the destruction of the imperial envoy group must have implicated many people. I was worried that the news would be leaked, so I didn't even let the people in your mansion know. I've been waiting for you to come back, but who knew you wouldn't come back all night!"

Hearing the resentment in her tone, Zu An smiled bitterly to himself. She usually sneaked in at night to keep it a secret, while he had already gone to the Sang residence by then.

The door opened quickly, and he saw Sang Hong sleeping unconscious in the shadows. He was in bad shape, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and it was clear that he had been injured all over during the battle that night. His face was extremely pale, obviously a consequence of excessive blood loss.

Zuan rushed over to check on him. Fortunately, he had received proper treatment and, although seriously injured, was no longer in mortal danger.

"Chu Yan, I really have to thank you this time. If it weren't for you, he probably wouldn't have survived." Zu An gave Sang Hong a healing elixir obtained from the demon royal court and looked at Zu An gratefully.

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“We’re family, why are you thanking me?” Yan Xuehen couldn’t help but smile. “If I remember correctly, we were mortal enemies with him back in Mingyue City, but now we’ve gone to great lengths to save him. Life is truly unpredictable.”

"So, that trip to Bright Moon City was a complete failure for me. The only gain was meeting you all." At this moment, Sang Hong also slowly woke up and overheard their discussion. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle, you're awake?" Zu An helped him up.

Sang Hong nodded slightly to him: "If it weren't for Miss Chu, I'm afraid I would have lost my life in Cancheng."

"What exactly happened in Silk City? Rumors are circulating that you colluded with the demon race." Chu Youzhao asked curiously, and feeling the gazes of the others, she immediately added, "Of course I don't believe it." Murong Qinghe also widened his eyes, clearly curious about this as well. The case of the annihilation of the delegation has been the focus of discussion among the major families in the capital these days.

Sang Hong glanced at the two men. Having lived in the capital for many years, he recognized them. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "That night I encountered assassins from the Shadow Pavilion..."

Then she recounted how she was awakened by the fire in the middle of the night, how she was surrounded and attacked by a group of black-clad assassins when she escaped, how she fought her way out but was seriously injured and unable to shake off her pursuers, and how she was rescued by Chu Chuyan when she was in despair.

Chu Youzhao and Murong Qinghe exclaimed in surprise. Although they were born into wealthy families and had experienced life, they had never encountered such a dangerous situation.

Even someone like Zuan, who had long experienced life and death, changed color repeatedly, thinking that the probability of him surviving was extremely small. He couldn't help but feel guilty and said, "It's all because I wasn't in the delegation that you were on the verge of death."

Because he was the imperial general appointed to guard the delegation and was in charge of the accompanying Imperial Guards, his trip to the demon realm for personal matters resulted in a significant reduction in the number of guards around Sang Hong.

Sang Hong shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you. If they want to deal with me, they must have a lot of ulterior motives. They can even bribe local officials. Even if you are involved, they will definitely take your factors into account and send more experts. At that time, you will also be in danger. Moreover, facing more assassins, you may not be so lucky to escape alive."

Although he hadn't seen the reports about the Embroidered-Robed Envoy, as a seasoned politician, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the local officials that night in Cancheng.

Zuan smiled slightly and didn't argue.

At this moment, Chu Youzhao couldn't help but say, "What is the origin of this Youying Tower? They even dared to assassinate an imperial envoy. Isn't this rebellion?!"

Murong Qinghe, who was standing nearby, said, "I heard that even the Embroidered Robe Envoy couldn't find out who the real boss of Youying Tower was. At most, he could only find out some mid-level leaders."

Zu An thought it wasn't just a rumor; Xiu Lou really didn't know who the owner of Youying Tower was. Of course, it was also possible that only the Emperor and Zhu Xie Chixin knew, as this information was not accessible to those with gold medals.

At this moment, Sang Hong said, "Aunt, I want to see the Emperor."

Zuan frowned slightly: "Your injuries are still so severe. Let's talk about it again when your injuries have improved a bit."

Given his serious injuries, he should not be moved around unnecessarily.

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