Yan Zhirong looked down at the maid, surveying her from head to toe.
She was plain-looking and small in stature. With her hands clasped in front of her, one could see her thick, stubby fingers—the mark of someone accustomed to rough, heavy labor.
Yan Zhirong lifted her chin slightly. "If you truly lead me to find Miss Yingying, speak up if you want any reward."
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