"Sit." Xiao Niqiu wiped the bench with his sleeve and placed it in front of Xuemei.
Xuemei sat down, pulling a one hundred taels bill from her sleeve and placing it on the table. She said, "My master wants me to ask you who is behind those beggars and what are their backgrounds. If you tell me, this money is yours."
Seeing Xiao Niqiu was stunned, Xuemei gave him a slight glance and continued, "Don't worry, my master is trustworthy and won't trouble you."
The word 'trustworthy' sounded abrasive to Xiao Niqiu. He didn't take a look at the bill on the table, but instead, kept his eyes on Xuemei's profile.
He was delighted to notice the hairpin on Xuemei's head was the one he had given her, and it was the only hairpin she wore.
At that moment, he decided to tell Xuemei all he knew, not for the one hundred taels, but to spare Xuemei from discomfort.
If Xuemei didn't get any information from him, she would be punished when she returned home.
