Wang Teng didn't know that he was being called a nanny. But soon, he found out.
Song Wanjiang chased after him. He waited in the treatment room for the result and only came running after Wang Teng when he knew that everyone's injuries had gotten better.
"Nanny—Chief Commander, we still have many other injured martial warriors. Why don't you help them too? Everyone can recover faster and contribute to the troop more," Song Wanjiang dashed over and said.
"What did you call me just now?" Wang Teng's gaze turned dangerous. He glared at Song Wanjiang.
If he heard it right, this fellow had called him nanny!
To hell with a nanny!
Why don't you be the nanny!
Wang Teng was infuriated and felt humiliated. He might be treating his troop well, but he wasn't a nanny!
"Erm… Chief Commander, you must have heard wrong!" Song Wanjiang felt cold sweat on his forehead. His head went numb, and he almost shivered in fear.