"..." Hearing Xiaoxiao's words, everyone felt a chill run through them; they had provoked a remarkable person, but thankfully they had pulled back at the brink. Now, it seemed, they had turned an enemy into a friend.
Afterwards, the old madam quickly found someone to bring over brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. Xiaoxiao swiftly wrote a brief letter stating that she was at Yixiang Courtyard, and that she would auction herself that evening. She urged them to bid on her; if they didn't come, she would belong to someone else.
Having taken things this far, Xiaoxiao was speechless. Later, the old madam sent someone to deliver the letter. The messenger soon returned and reported that the letter had been delivered; this allowed Xiaoxiao to relax.
