Xie Yinxiang's arm hurt from the fall. She got up and realized that her sleeve had been torn at some point.
Her fair arm was exposed and there were bloodstains on her elbow.
She frowned and stared coldly at the Xie Manor's plaque.
Xie Yinxiang comforted herself that she had to calm down.
Since she couldn't enter the manor tonight, she would have to find a place to stay.
She turned around and walked towards the street market.
In the manor, Madam Xie had already left with the servants.
Xie Liuhua returned to the door and gave an old maid a look.
"Go and follow her. Find a chance when there's no one around to—" Xie Liuhua made a throat-slitting gesture.
The old maid nodded. "This servant understands."
Xie Liuhua took out a silver ingot from her sleeve and handed it over.
"Do a clean job. After this is done, I'll give you more."
When the old maid saw the money, she smiled and agreed.