Seeing that Li Xiu'e didn't look like she was about to let the matter drop, apprehension flooded the assistant troupe master's heart.
Previously, when he went to go notify the other guests in the private rooms in the Qin Estate's eldest young sir's name, those people were all anxious to go greet that Young Sir Qin and ingratiate themselves with him.
But these two young ladies in front of him, one who was expressionless and the other who was frowning in anger, didn't seem to be people he could easily drive out.
Li Xiu'e eyed the assistant troupe master coldly. "Go down and tell that Eldest Young Sir Qin, his gathering and his guests have nothing to do with us. If he wants to clear the theater, then have him come up himself to talk it over with us."
The assistant troupe master gave a servile response, and seeing that both young ladies didn't seem like characters that could be pushed around, he hurriedly wiped his sweat and shuffled down the stairs.
