Watching Lu Da and his companions flee in disarray, Madam Zhou could scarcely believe her own eyes, unable to believe that it was truly her and her people who had persuaded them to leave.
That was Old Lady Lu and her son. Everyone knew how domineering and oppressive the Lu Family was. How brazen and troublesome Old Lady Lu was—hadn't she experienced it herself?
But now, such a troublesome person had backed down.
Madam Zhou's legs went weak, and the breath in her chest deflated all at once. Qiu Xiang supported her, saying, "Madam, let's go back inside."
Madam Zhou clutched her hand tightly, nodded, puffed out her chest, and held her head high as she walked toward the entrance. As soon as she stepped through the door, she saw Wufu standing there, smiling at her.
"Wufu." Madam Zhou felt a surge of joy in her heart and took two steps forward to grasp her hand.
Wufu said with a smile, "Madam did well today. You did very good. That's how one should deter others and assert authority."
