Seeing Ye Fan about to leave, the Daimyo grew anxious and immediately ordered someone to stop him.
The guards blocking his path this time were much more polite. They merely stood in the way and did not dare step forward to lay a hand on him.
Ye Fan turned around and calmly asked, "It's too dangerous to stay here. Who knows, someone might try to attack me with blades and guns again later."
"Ye Fan!"
Madam Shijimi hurriedly spoke up. She did not want Ye Fan to leave just like that.
She had not even had the chance to thank the young man yet!
The Daimyo wanted him to leave even less.
"Madam, you should let me go. I don't want to lose my life here. You have no idea—after you took the pill, these guards practically wanted to tear me into eight pieces," Ye Fan said with some exaggeration.
Madam Shijimi's expression turned stern. She glared at the guards around them and said, "Ye Fan is an honored guest I personally kept here. Who among you dares touch him?"
No one around them dared answer her.
"Ye Fan, don't be afraid. With the Daimyo and me here, no one can do anything to you," Madam Shijimi continued.
"Yes, yes, yes!" the Daimyo hurriedly agreed, completely lacking the dignity expected of a ruler.
Ye Fan said nothing, his face showing hesitation.
Madam Shijimi walked straight over, grabbed Ye Fan by the arm, and pulled him back.
"Madam?"
"Don't be afraid. Whatever happens, I'll stand up for you."
Madam Shijimi pulled Ye Fan back to the Daimyo's side. Then, before everyone present, she took something from her person.
Upon seeing the object in Madam Shijimi's hand, many of the guards' pupils contracted.
"That's actually the Firecloud Token!"
It was a palm-sized,