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"Speak!" Zhang Xiaoying said sternly.

"It's, it's just that yesterday, he seemed to rush out of the city with a woman in his carriage," the man stammered, intimidated by Zhang Xiaoying's harsh tone.

Zhang Xiaoying: "..."

She didn't expect to get more information from these lowlifes.

After all, how smart could someone be if they were clumsy even as a thief?

Even if they were sent to the Governor's Office to identify that coachman, in the end, these three might get taken to a ditch while the coachman remained unharmed.

The poison, as evidence, wouldn't take the coachman down; he just had to deny it, and no one would be able to do anything about him.

Besides, these three lowlifes were probably accustomed to petty theft, and no one would believe their words.

"Considering you haven't committed any serious crimes, I won't hold you too accountable for today's incident…" Zhang Xiaoying said.