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The arrogant young man suddenly felt emboldened. "My father is Pang Yong! The esteemed General of the Imperial Cavalry! I am the only son of the Pang Family, Pang Chengzu!"
"Oh, it's him," someone remarked.
Before Sang Qingxiao arrived in Jingjing City, Old Vine had handed her a list of officials in Jingjing City. Naturally, Pang Yong's name was on it.
This man was truly brave, but he lacked wisdom. He had entered the military at fifteen, joining Prince Jing's Army, and after more than a decade in the army, he had only risen to the rank of a seventh-grade officer. However, after the Sang Family's downfall, he managed to climb all the way up to a high position over the years. He was summoned to the capital last year, and discussions were ongoing about his placement in the Court. It was rumored that he had a high chance of entering the Ministry of War—an office with real power. If he could endure for a few more years, being granted a noble title or even becoming a minister was within reach.
Pang Yong was also known for his affairs in the Rear Courtyard. After the Sang Family's incident, he divorced his wife, claiming she bore him no children. In truth, it wasn't that she couldn't have children; they had two daughters together. Moreover, his ex-wife came from humble beginnings like him. With an opportunity to rise in status, Pang Yong naturally sought a marriage that would benefit his ambitions. He even abandoned his daughters and refused to provide any support for them, casting the three of them out.
Over the years, each time he rose in rank, he divorced and remarried—four times in total over more than a decade. People said his promotions were due to his bravery and perhaps also due to connections from the Sang Family incident. After all, many officials were implicated during the downfall of the Sang Family, especially military officers from Prince Jing's Army who rarely managed such advancements.
Just before entering the capital, Pang Yong had divorced his fourth wife. This time, instead of seeking another wife from a supportive family, he promoted a favored concubine to wife because she had given birth to the only male descendant of the Pang Family.
"How about that? Are you scared? When my father arrives, he'll make sure you suffer," Pang Chengzu sneered as he wiped blood from his face and finally recognized the woman squatting before him. Ignoring his pain, he leered and offered her a deal: "As for you, you're with that bald-headed fool too, right? If you’re willing to be my maid and serve me every day, I’ll convince my father to spare you."
Sang Qingxiao chuckled at this. "Young Master Pang, I'll send you home right away."
"Hmph! At least you know your place. Go find a sedan chair to carry me; remember to add plenty of soft cushions and don’t let that bald head come near."
A sedan chair? Naturally, there was none.
Sang Qingxiao summoned a hefty wild boar with sharp tusks and tied Pang Chengzu behind it before giving the boar a kick on its rear.
The wild boar squealed loudly and dragged Pang Chengzu through the streets. Every now and then, it would circle back around her before continuing its chaotic run.
Meanwhile, Sang Qingxiao strolled leisurely towards the Pang Family residence.
At first, Pang Chengzu screamed in pain—his cries rivaling those of the wild boar—but despite his agony, he managed to explain his predicament as they went along.
By now, many people had learned that it was none other than the son of General of the Imperial Cavalry from the Pang Family being dragged by a wild boar. Some curious onlookers rushed off to spread the news.
As Sang Qingxiao approached Pang Manor, she spotted the Pang Family Women rushing towards her, led by the old matriarch, Old Lady Pang, who took pleasure in tormenting her daughter-in-law.
At that moment, the wild boar happened to circle back around, and they collided on both sides. Upon seeing her grandson's pitiful state, the old lady let out a heart-wrenching wail. She threw herself onto Pang Chengzu, who was now barely clinging to life, far from the arrogant demeanor he had just moments ago.
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