The Shopkeeper pulled out a slip of paper, about two fingers wide, and handed it to Bai Xi. "Take a look at this!"
Bai Xi took the paper curiously and examined it. The material was ordinary, and the message indeed instructed the inn to deliver the items to the City Defense Camp.
"Shopkeeper, this paper is completely ordinary. There's nothing special about it!" Bai Xi was puzzled. What was so strange about it?
"Is that so? Don't you think the handwriting is incredibly ugly?" The Shopkeeper took the slip back. His gaze toward Bai Xi was as gentle as usual, but it now held an underlying trace of eagerness.
"...Shopkeeper, that joke wasn't funny." Bai Xi was momentarily speechless. Was he just in a good mood from making money and deciding to tease her?
"Alright, alright! I'll stop teasing you. Hurry up and get to work!" The Shopkeeper reached out to pat Bai Xi's head, but she nimbly dodged him. "Quite cautious, aren't you?" he said, awkwardly pulling his hand back.
