The middle-aged man coming down from the merchant ship looked puzzled as he took the pale yellow note from the little beggar, instinctively grabbing the beggar's wrist to prevent him from leaving. With his other hand, he gently unfolded the note, revealing a strangely drawn ship and a gold ingot.
The picture was clearly not drawn with a brush; it looked as if it had been crafted with the goose quill favored by people from the Western Regions.
"Who sent you to deliver this?"
The little beggar flushed red, gritting his teeth, and tried hard to pull his hand back, but the middle-aged sailor's grip was like an iron clamp, impossible to shake off.
Seeing he couldn't escape, the little beggar immediately raised his hand, randomly pointing into the crowd: "Someone gave me three copper coins to give you the note, and then he left. I don't know who it was."
