An Zhiyan bowed and, lifting his robe, knelt down, and said with a hateful voice,
"My three sons and one daughter, along with many wives and brothers, were all slaughtered by the Yu Family. The family fell into the hands of traitors, and all were enslaved. The hatred in my heart is like the water of the vast sea, unable to be suppressed."
"The nobility, not holding grudges, is willing to shelter Zhiyan, this bereaved dog. I am endlessly grateful and am willing to offer the An Family's legacy to serve as your claw and fang, to toil for the rest of my life."
An Zhiyan paused for a moment, finally made up his mind, and then continued,
"If Zhiyan has the fortune to return to Huazhong Mountain in my lifetime, I am willing to offer the An Family's entire territory as repayment..."
