This night, meeting him, it was evident that Song Changming had come with a purpose, not likely looking for casual drinking and idle chatter.
Though they were in-laws, his address towards Song Changming still seemed distant, not at all close.
Call it prideful or old-fashioned, he simply couldn't bring himself to flatter Song Changming with sycophantic gestures.
"Then I'll be frank, I hope Patriarch Zhao can agree to formally marry my third sister." Song Changming decided not to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"Impossible!" Zhao Dezhi's face immediately fell in rejection.
"Did Huaiming ask you to come? This matter is absolutely impossible!"
"No, this matter is also what I wish." Song Changming calmly looked at Zhao Dezhi's outburst and slowly said.
"This matter isn't without precedent, the law permits it, why not?"
Zhao Dezhi remained cold-faced, snorting heavily, "In my Zhao family, it's simply not possible!"
