Zu An had been interrupted by Chu Youzhao at the Qin residence, and in that rushed time, he was unable to fully enjoy himself. Now, seeing Zheng Dan's clothes and pitiful widow-like appearance, he felt even more agitated.
Just then, a soft cough came from not far away, followed by Sang Qian's voice: "Young Master Zu, my father invites you to come over for a chat."
Zheng Dan was startled and quickly pushed him away.
Zuan was also a little embarrassed, but he was always thick-skinned and quickly recovered, walking straight out: "I also want to see Lord Sang. Oh, Miss Sang, why is your face so red?"
Sang Qian glared at him, opened her mouth as if to say something but then stopped herself, and finally said nothing, only replying, "Maybe it's because I ran all the way here, causing my blood and qi to be a bit turbulent."
Zu'an knew, of course, that she was lying. With her cultivation level, she wouldn't be so tired and sweaty even if she sprinted at full speed for such a short distance. Could it be that she had discovered something?
That shouldn't be the case. If she really saw it, she would definitely turn on her right then and there. This is her sister-in-law.
Zu An was lost in thought the whole way, and soon arrived at the Sang family hall, where Sang Hong had already come out to greet him: "My benefactor, please accept my bow."
Zu An was startled and quickly helped him up, too embarrassed to let him actually kneel down: "Lord Sang, you are too kind, there is no need for that."
Sang Hong sighed: "My son died at the hands of Mosquito Daoist. Mosquito Daoist's cultivation is extremely high. She comes and goes without a trace. Countless people in the world want to kill her, but in the end, they all come up empty-handed. I thought I had no hope of revenge in this life, but I never expected that she would die at your hands. What else can you be but a benefactor?"
Zu An said, "The Mosquito Taoist's cultivation is far superior to mine. It was only by chance that I was able to kill her."
Sang Hong didn't ask him how he killed him: "So this is fate. Since you don't want me to pay homage, Xiaoqian, you should kowtow to our benefactor on behalf of your father and brothers."
Sang Qian bit her lip, her small face flushed red. It would have been perfectly reasonable for her to kowtow, but after witnessing what she had just seen, she really couldn't bring herself to do it.
She was also very perceptive and knew that her father had been having a very difficult time lately, so she decided not to let him know. Sigh, I'll just bear it all by myself.
So she awkwardly approached Zu'an and said, "My benefactor..."
Zu An hurriedly helped her up: "Please don't do this. The reason I brought Mosquito Daoist's remains here is not to repay a debt of gratitude. It's just that we've been on our way to the capital together, fighting side by side, and we're friends who've been through thick and thin together. That's why I brought them to you. Your actions only make me feel bad."
Sang Qian blinked. This man wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
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