"Young Miss... I'm too busy to tend to this. F-f-find someone else," cried a servant boy with a trembling voice, as looked at Qing'Er with a completely shocked look on his face. Flustered, he grabbed a rag and then started frantically wiping everywhere.
Qing'Er stared at him in fixation with burning anxiety in her heart.
With both hands upon her hips, she angrily exclaimed, "Do you know who's upstairs?"
"Young Miss, it doesn't matter who it is, I'm currently really busy and cannot step away. I beg you let me go!" Begged the servant boy.
He hung his head in guilt, then enthusiastically wiped the clean table.
Qing'Er summoned her strength and suddenly viciously kicked the servant boy. "Coward!" She yelled.
"Ahhh! Young Miss, your kick hurt!" Bawled the servant boy, as he hugged his leg with both hands.
Qing'Er shot him an angry look, then spun around to leave.
