The Zhang Ancestor was a staunch clan loyalist. As long as it benefited the family, he couldn't care less about his own pride.
Without missing a beat and completely unfazed by the sudden reversal, he changed his tune immediately. "If it is Zhang Hong, I give my absolute support."
He then added, asking with extreme caution, "Beyond that, Excellency, do you have any other conditions?"
It wasn't that he was a glutton for punishment or eager to shower Wang Yue with more gifts; he just didn't feel at peace. The way this was being handled didn't seem like a move against the Zhang family at all—it felt like a massive favor. How could such a good deal exist in this world?
"No more. I have no designs on the Zhang family," Wang Yue shook his head and said indifferently. "Don't overthink it. This is entirely for Zhang Hong's sake. As long as your clan cooperates with him fully, you won't be lacking in benefits in the future."
