Then, the bushy-bearded man, who was the leader, spoke to the carter.
"My brother is seriously injured. We need to find a good clinic to treat him, and it's going to cost at least this much. And I'm already asking for less than we need..."
"But I really can't afford that much for treatment! My family's entire savings is fifteen thousand Copper Coins, at most. Even if I sell our few acres of poor land and everything else of value, it would only be forty thousand Copper Coins," the carter said, his face a mask of misery.
When the bushy-bearded man and his lackeys heard the carter could come up with forty thousand Copper Coins at most, their eyes lit up. They then exchanged a subtle glance.
Then, the bushy-bearded man said to the carter, "Fine! Forty thousand Copper Coins it is. As for the remaining five thousand, we brothers will cover it for you."
"I..." Hearing this, the carter opened his mouth, then closed it again.
