"Yao Ling, do you remember the woman who was gossiping about Han Xiang back at Wen Feng?" Yao Ying asked.
When Yao Ling heard what Yao Ying just said, her eyes lit up with new hope. "I remember!"
"Can you draw her and give the painting to Lin Jian?" Yao Ying asked.
Yao Ling nodded excitedly. She wasn't that good at drawing but it was enough to draw the essence of the woman's appearance. She was around thirty-something years old woman with a long face and sly eyes. The most distinguished character was the big mole under her left eye. She believed that their subordinate would be able to find the woman easily.