After watching her enter the house, Sang Qian couldn't help but ask, "Who is that Miss Kong? Why are you being so mysterious?"
“Her identity is indeed somewhat special. We came to her for help this time, so naturally we have to follow her rules.” Zu An did not explain Kong Nanwu’s identity, after all, the word “demon race” was too sensitive, especially given that the demon race had recently slaughtered a border city.
Sang Qian and Zheng Dan exchanged a glance, both seeing the curiosity in each other's eyes.
Nanxun came out quickly: "Young master, she invites you in, but these two may be a little uncomfortable."
Sang Qian's eyebrows furrowed instantly, thinking to herself, "Where does this courtesan get such airs?" Just as she was about to lash out, Zu An stopped her: "Xiao Qian, wait a moment in the outer room. I'll take your sister-in-law in to ask about her condition."
Sang Qian was initially very unhappy, but after hearing that it was related to her sister-in-law's illness, she suppressed her dissatisfaction: "Forget it, this place is precious, I won't go in, lest I get covered in the fox's scent."
She wanted to say something suggestive, but ultimately felt it was indecent and didn't say it.
Zu An thought to himself, "You're absolutely right, there really is a fox in here."
Soon, Zu'an led Zheng Dan inside. Nanxun hesitated, "Young Master, she..."
“It’s alright,” Zuan said. “Miss Kong can speak through the curtain. The matter I need to consult is related to this companion, so I must bring her in.”
He had stayed here for one night, so he naturally knew the layout inside.
Hearing him say that, Nanxun stopped insisting and went in first to inform Kong Nanwu.
When Zu An and Zheng Dan went inside, Zheng Dan looked around curiously, wondering who this Miss Kong was that Zu An valued so much.
She quickly identified the person in question, but unfortunately, through the beaded curtain and layers of gauze, she could only vaguely see a graceful figure inside, and could not make out her appearance.
"Please forgive me, young master, for we can only meet in this way." A soft voice came from the inner room. Zheng Dan's eyes widened in surprise. Could there really be such a beautiful voice in the world? In that instant, she seemed to think of the song of a nightingale and the sound of pearls falling onto a jade plate, but neither could describe the impact of this voice.
Zu An took her hand and sat her down before saying, "Miss Kong, you're too kind. I know your concerns, and I'm already very grateful that you're willing to meet in this way."
Kong Nanwu chuckled lightly: "May I ask what brings you here, young master?"
“It’s like this…” Zu’an described Zheng Dan’s symptoms, “I heard that the curse originated from the demon race. I wonder if there is any way to break it?”
Kong Nanwu finally understood why he had found her: "The art of cursing does indeed come from the demon race. There are many kinds of demons. In addition to the well-known races, there are some obscure and remote races, such as the vampires and the undead. The art of cursing comes from the undead, but it has been modified by humans."
Zheng Dan thought to himself that this woman was very knowledgeable, even knowing so much about the demon race. No wonder Azu valued her so much.
Zuan exclaimed in shock, "There are actually undead races in the world?"
If there really are spirits or the like, then why would emperors bother seeking immortality? Wouldn't it be better for them to simply exist as spirits or the like?
“It’s not what you’re thinking,” Kong Nanwu explained, “but rather some kind of immortal monsters that possess the ability to create corpses and ghosts. However, those ghosts are often mindless and can only mechanically obey commands.”
"Is there a solution to my companion's situation?" Zu An asked, pointing at Zheng Dan. In fact, at first, he even suspected that Kong Nanwu might be behind it, since she also had the ability to create cougars. Who knew if there might have been some kind of conflict between them by chance? However, after talking with her here today, he immediately realized that it should have nothing to do with her.
Silence fell in the inner room. After a long while, her words were heard: "This might be a bit difficult."
Zuan was startled: "Is there no solution?"
“That’s not it…” Kong Nanwu immediately transmitted her voice through her inner energy, “Young Master should know that since the other party is using such a thing, they might be connected with the demon race. You also know that our demon race is being severely oppressed by the human race. We are both within human territory, so it’s one thing if we don’t help each other, but if we also undermine each other, I’m afraid…”
Zu An's expression turned cold: "Are you trying to blackmail me, young lady? Tell me, what do you want?"
Since it concerns Zheng Dan, he can't care about anything else; he'll use whatever means necessary when the time comes.
“Young master, you misunderstand. That’s not what I meant. Those were my true feelings.” Kong Nanwu’s voice was full of hesitation. “Very well, since you are my friend, I will intervene this time.”
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