Han Yu's attention was completely focused on the note at this time.
Who exactly was the person who had written the note to him?
What did the other party know, did they truly understand his background?
Who were his real parents?
Where were they now, and were they all right?
Why hadn't they looked for him over the years?
His mind was a mess, like mushy paste, devoid of his usual composure and caution, to the extent that he hadn't even noticed someone was following the car.
"Young man, we've arrived at Dock Forest."
After about fifteen minutes, the taxi stopped, and the driver said, "That will be three hundred seventy-eight, cash? Card? Or QR code?"
The driver's words pulled Han Yu back from his thoughts; he took out his phone, "Scan it."
With that said, he opened his phone to scan the money and then got out of the car.