Hooligan?
Prince Pu's face turned completely dark. How could the eldest young master of the dignified Prince Pu's Mansion be mistaken for a hooligan?
The steward who came along couldn't hold back upon hearing this and shouted at Miss Zhang, "What nonsense are you spouting, young lady? Hooligan? That happens to be our young master!"
The bystanders, who had no idea what was going on at first, were suddenly intrigued.
Once the steward shouted like that, the crowd exploded into an uproar.
The eldest young master of Prince Pu's Mansion was notorious in the Capital. His reputation as a playboy preceded him—frequenting brothels of all scales, spending money like water, and chasing every flower in sight. But now, he had apparently escalated to harassing proper women. This was outrageous. And yet here was Prince Pu, brazenly showing up to demand an explanation. The nerve!
The murmured discussions of the crowd carried clearly into Prince Pu's ears.
