Watching the guards prepare to die generously for Song Ankang, Chen Fangshu beside him showed envy and admiration. To make his subordinates go this far showed just how well Song Ankang had done as the manor lord.
Back when she had been in the capital, she had heard people say that the Tang Family's son-in-law was good for nothing, with no virtues besides foolish filial piety.
But after spending this time with him, Chen Fangshu had discovered just how exceptional this Tang Family son-in-law's character and conduct were. In just a few months, he had won the wholehearted loyalty of everyone in Chaoyun Manor. They obeyed his every command and would brave fire and water, die ten thousand deaths without regret, for him.
With such ability and charisma, how many people in the vast Tang's Trading Company could achieve this?
The Tang Family had not taken in a useless son-in-law who knew only foolish filial piety. He was clearly a flood dragon trapped in shallow waters, waiting only to soar into the heavens.
After personally seeing Jiang Yunhe off, Song Ankang looked at Qiushi by his side and the dozen or so guards beside her, all ready to die for him at any moment. His head began to ache.
If he had been alone, he could have easily escaped Tongxin Town. With his current strength, unless a Ghost Spirit of the Transcendence Realm made a move, no Ghost Spirit could stop him.
But he had come this time to sell processed medicinal herbs, so he had brought so many helpers. Who could have expected these Ghost Spirits to be so rampant that they would dare besiege the town in broad daylight?
Qiushi and the dozen guards had gone so far for him, even willing to die for him. How could