The walking stick snapped in the middle, and over a dozen objects with the thickness of fingers and a dark yellow metallic sheen fell from inside the stick onto the ground, clinking as they land.
Winters picked up one of them and didn't need to recognize it to know what it was.
He raised his eyebrows, "Gold bars?"
"Yes, gold bars, all twelve of them, not a single one missing. The lady and Miss Navarre asked me to bring these to you," Xial nodded as he spoke and then pulled out a small wooden tube from his trouser leg, "Miss Navarre also asked me to bring this to you. She said it contains documents, and you can take them to Albert the goldsmith at Kingsfort to exchange for Gold Coins."