Soldiers surrounded both ends of the street.
Madam Song walked over, her gaze icy, and signaled for Tang Cheng to explain himself.
Tang Cheng was just as bewildered by what had happened. "I was only passing through. These women threw themselves at me without a word... my dear, I really am innocent."
"Innocent?"
"With your skills, you couldn't fend off a few women?"
"No... they... they're just ordinary civilians..."
Growing frantic, Tang Cheng swore to heaven. "My dear, I have absolutely no intention of keeping a mistress. This is all a plot. Someone set me up."
[Exactly. Your darling niece set you up. While you're indulging her, she's plotting against you behind your backs.]
[My eldest brother and Dad have both fallen for it. Mom should be next.]
[Oh, how will Ouyang Xuan deal with Mom?]
[I hear the coachman at the residence is strong and sturdy. Mom will surely like him, right?]
That little brat!
She actually dared to spread rumors about her own mother behind her back. Once he got home, he would teach her a proper lesson.
Tang Cheng trembled with anger, his gaze sweeping back and forth through the crowd. He thought Tang Shiba was hiding among them.
Little did he know, Tang Shiba was up in a tree right behind him.
Madam Song wasn't angry this time.
After these two incidents, she had instead calmed down.
She couldn't believe everything Shiba said, but it had all come true. If they continued letting Ouyang Xuan cause trouble, the General's Residence really would fall into ruin, just as Shiba had said.
She had managed the household for years and didn't want its honor destroyed by a niece.
"There are too many prying eyes here. Let's go home first."
The street was no place to talk.
Once the