Chu Yihan was so happy he nearly leaped into the air, wishing he could fly to the ship right away, pull her into his arms, and kiss her twice.
It was exactly her style.
It really was because she liked him.
Nanny Wu remained perfectly calm, not finding anything strange about those words.
"Marshal, there's no need to get angry. Madam's words weren't directed only at you, but at everyone in Haicheng. She said that whoever dared lay a hand on him had better think carefully about those several scumbags who died before!"
Before coming to Chu Manor, Nanny Wu had followed Su Qiao's instructions and spent two Large Yellow Croakers hiring over a hundred beggars to spread those words through every street and alley in Haicheng.
By now, many people outside should know Madam's true identity.
The steward: "..."
Scumbags?
If Chairman Tian of the Chamber of Commerce, Third Master Zhu of the Hong Gang, and the deputy director of the Police Department were all scumbags, then what did that make people like them?
"...That... That's a bit too bold."
Chu Yihan became even more excited, wishing he could fly to Su Qiao's side right away.
Now that everyone in Haicheng knew about his relationship with her, he wanted to see who would still dare covet her.
It wasn't just the steward and the others—even Marshal Chu's adjutant was stunned.
Nanny Wu glanced at him calmly and continued in an unruffled tone, "Madam has gone to have her eyes treated."
"When she couldn't see, she could still move through any place in Haicheng as though it were empty. I wonder whether Madam will be even more formidable once her eyes are healed?"
"Oh, according to Madam, her Lightness Skill, swordsmanship, and the like are actually quite average. Her medical