"Miss." Upon seeing the little girl, the soldiers immediately showed respectful expressions. "This little brat actually dared to attack Miss Lindsay. He's outrageously bold."
"You're saying he defeated Lindsay? What kind of joke is that?" The little girl's eyes widened.
"We saw it with our own eyes." The captain of the guards tried to explain.
"You saw it with your own eyes? Do you take everyone else for fools? Or do you take me for a fool? Are you saying Lady Lindsay couldn't even beat an eight-year-old child?"
"I wouldn't dare." The man was startled and hurriedly lowered his head, his expression turning uneasy.
"Aunt Lindsay, you couldn't have lost to an eight-year-old child, could you?" The little girl looked at Lindsay, who was struggling to get up from the ground with an angry expression.
She felt humiliated, but the person questioning her was the daughter of one of the duke's sworn friends.
Although she was the duke's legal wife, she knew very well that, to the duke, women could be replaced at any time, while a sworn friend was one of a kind. They had survived by supporting each other on the battlefield since childhood. If she offended that man's daughter, it was hard to say whether the duke would even take her side.
After a bout of internal struggle, she said, "I fell down on my own."
"I see. You really were careless."
The little girl's words made Lindsay's expression even uglier.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving." she said.
"Go on." The little girl waved her hand, signaling everyone to leave.
Very soon, only Du Bin, his mother, and the little girl remained at the scene.
The little girl ran over to Du Bin. "Are you okay?"
Du Bin shook his head.
He could tell that