Wang Changkong's sister-in-law was the daughter of Feng Anguo, the head of the Feng family, so he did not continue to attack Wang Changkong.
After all, the Feng family and the Divine Doctor Valley have some connections, especially since the Feng family patriarch and Mei Ruohua, the valley master of the Divine Doctor Valley, are acquaintances.
"You...you are actually experts from the Valley of Divine Healers, and you've also come to cause trouble for Fang Han? Oh dear, this...this is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple, and family members not recognizing each other!"
Wang Changkong hurriedly smiled apologetically, his face filled with embarrassment and fawning.
He turned to look at Yun Zhilan and respectfully asked, "May I ask, which senior expert from the Valley of Divine Healers are you?"
"This is my master, Elder Yun Zhilan of the Divine Physician Valley!"
Guo Xiao snorted coldly again.
"Greetings, Elder! This junior, Wang Changkong, was blind to your greatness and hopes for your forgiveness!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Changkong was startled and quickly bowed respectfully.
"Hmph, our Divine Doctor Valley does have some connections with the Feng family, but your Wang family is only benefiting from the Feng family's influence. Don't try to claim any connection here."
Yun Zhilan remained calm and spoke slowly, "You just said you came here to track down Fang Han? But I haven't seen any trace of Fang Han. You'd better tell the truth. If there is even a hint of falsehood, even if your Wang family and the Feng family have some connection, I will not let you off easily. I will punish your son and daughter as well!"
"Elder, you are wise. That scoundrel Fang Han did indeed escape into this manor earlier."
Wang Changkong hurriedly replied, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, "How dare I utter a single lie before you? If I have spoken falsehoods, may I be struck by lightning!"
"That's absolutely impossible. Where is Fang Hanren? Are you deliberately stalling for time, trying to pull some trick?"
Yun Zhilan frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, and asked in a deep voice.
“Yun Zhilan, I am here.”
Just then, a clear and serene voice came from a large, leafy tree in the manor, as if it had fallen from the heavens and clearly reached everyone's ears.
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