"If the King truly is her relative, I want you to promise that I can marry her. Can you guarantee that?" Ouyang Zhi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and pressed Chen Han.
Chen Han was taken aback for a moment, and finally said, "I will do my best."
Ouyang Zhi closed his eyes briefly and ultimately chose to compromise: "Alright, I agree to take her with you to the K Country's Imperial Palace. If, when we meet the King, she has no relation to him, we will leave immediately. If she does, I hope you remember your promise now, you must help me!"
"Don't worry, I'm not someone who goes back on their word," Chen Han nodded solemnly.
At the same time, because Ouyang Zhi hadn't resorted to violence or conflict, Chen Han was genuinely relieved.
After all, the two had been friends for many years, and he truly didn't want to fight with Ouyang Zhi; persuading him was the best option.
...
Their discussion happened in the middle of the night.
