"Holy crap?" Sang Qian suddenly realized that he had been tricked by this guy again.
Just as he was getting anxious, Huang Huihong glared at Zu An: "Switch over to sleep with Miss Zheng? You're dreaming!"
Zuan: "..."
Why is this guy giving me the cold shoulder? All I did was exchange a few flirtatious glances with your goddess, is it really necessary for him to make things difficult for me?
At this moment, a soldier ran up and said, "Commander Huang, the Prince requests your presence to discuss something."
Huang Huihong nodded, then warned the two again: "If you cause any more trouble, I really won't be polite. Lord Sang, you should say something too, or I'll have to ask you to leave, and that won't look good on me."
Sang Hong nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I will keep my son in check."
Huang Huihong glared at Zu An: "You're the same."
Zuan shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.
Soon Huang Huihong left, and Zuan began to plot how to extract more anger points from Sang Qian.
Sang Hong spoke up: "Young friend Zu, we are not enemies. We may even fight side by side in the future. Why waste time fighting each other here?"
"Fight side by side?" Zuan asked, somewhat puzzled.
Looking at the night outside, Sang Hong said calmly, "There are many people who want to kill you now, and quite a few who want to kill my son and me. When things get chaotic, we might be able to join forces against our enemies."
Zuan curled his lip: "I thought you were going to say something else. I heard you say before that there were a lot of people who wanted to kill you, but so far, all those who came were there to kill me, so don't overestimate yourself."
Sang Hong didn't care: "This isn't a good thing, why should I raise my own status? The people who want to kill us should be here soon tonight."
Sang Qian, who was standing to the side, was indignant. Hearing his father's words, he was startled and could no longer hold back his argument with Zu An.
Zuan frowned, as if he had realized something.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and a waiter came in carrying a wooden box: "The food for you gentlemen."
As they spoke, a dish was quickly placed in front of each of the three people. The dishes were not lavish, but they looked and smelled delicious.
Sang Qian was already starving and was about to start eating when Sang Hong stopped him. He looked at his father with a puzzled expression.
Sang Hong smiled and said, "Look, even Zu'an hasn't eaten yet, so what's the rush?"
Zu An chuckled and said, "Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue of our Great Zhou Dynasty. Of course, the elders should go first."
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It's ridiculous that even repaying kindness with enmity can trigger sensitive words, what the heck?
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