Wealthy Master Zhang looked troubled, raising his head to glance at Prince Pu, who wore an enigmatic smile, then turned to his utterly baffled daughter.
Suddenly, with a thud, he fell to his knees before Prince Pu, banging his head desperately. "Prince, I beg you, please spare my daughter. She is not suited to marry into the Prince's Mansion."
Prince Pu's face immediately darkened. "I never asked you to marry off your daughter. I simply told you to repay your debt—didn't you understand?"
That was precisely his intention, yet Prince Pu, cunning as he was, adamantly denied it.
Wealthy Master Zhang looked utterly miserable, kneeling on the ground without a clue what to do.
Prince Pu shot him a sidelong glance and said with a charitable air, "Since you can't repay the silver, I happen to have a compromise. I wonder if you'd be willing."
"Please, Prince, tell me."
