Just now, three young maids had passed by chatting, all dressed in coarse cloth far less meticulous than the older wome's attire that had preceded them.
They carefully lowered their voices to a whisper, fearful of being overheard. Unfortunately, they happened to be overheard quite clearly by Lin Suqing, who was hiding in the nearby shrubbery.
The question raised by the new maid had also piqued Lin Suqing's curiosity. Although always curious, he had often fallen into traps because of it. This time, he restrained himself—now was not the time to be curious about such trivial matters, now was the time to leave.
Finally, when their footsteps had faded away, Lin Suqing emerged from the bushes. He looked around to ensure no one else was approaching and continued moving forward while staying hidden.