Just as the shopkeeper thought Xiaotao would leave, the girl suddenly dropped to her knees.
"Please, I beg you, help me again. Those times at the teahouse, I really had no other choice. My little sister still hasn't been found, and I truly need your help. I swear this will be the last time. Once my sister is found, I'll go straight to the Su Family and serve as a slave or maid. I won't dare entertain any other thoughts again."
The shopkeeper heard her out, but had no intention of softening. After all, according to his superiors, this was far from the first or second time she had done this. If the teahouse owner hadn't paid her debts every time, she would have been taken into the Su Residence long ago.
And whenever they tried to seize her, she ran to the teahouse. Viewed from only one side, it looked as though they were deliberately bullying an innocent girl.
What sort of place was a teahouse? One of the busiest places around, with news spreading from it in every direction. After several such incidents, plenty of people in the city had become convinced that they were throwing their weight around.
Yet those people never stopped to consider: if they really wanted to abuse their power, would they do it so openly?
If they truly were bullying her, would they let her go whenever she repaid the money?
So no matter how Xiaotao pleaded, she failed to make the shopkeeper relent.
That was only to be expected. Orders had already come down from above; how could the shopkeeper dare make his own decision?
Only when Xiaotao saw that this avenue was truly closed did she leave, her expression ugly.
At that moment, the assistant beside him, who had been waiting