They were all struck by a fit of irritated laughter, "In your heart, do you think your father doesn't even have this much generosity? As if I would need to argue with a country maid? Speak then! Whatever anger or complaints you have, let them out today, let me hear it all—what else is there?"
He had realized, this maid was here to seek justice for his rebellious son.
Looking at it this way, although he was angry, as a father, seeing his son having someone to protect him like this, he found himself feeling an indescribable sense of relief.
Since Song Hong had said this, Wang Yongzhu knew that men of power like him, especially those from the military, meant every word they said, a spit and a promise, with no possibility of going back on it.
Song Hong had told her to say her piece, so she certainly wouldn't hold back now.