Qi Lin didn't doubt it and quickly believed it: "No wonder my nephew asked to go with me, and Auntie agreed immediately. You can tell she's a kind-hearted person."

Most people who walk on this road have ulterior motives.

"Of course, except for my nephew. I can see from your kind face that you are definitely not a bad person."

Qi Lin is a chatterbox. Now that they have finally found a companion, he keeps chattering away.

After a few words, he became familiar with Jiang Yuzhu and Xie Zhao.

"The barbarians from Sishui City are concentrated in the northern tribes. Remember to stay away from them. They like to kill people from Daqi to vent their anger."

Qi Lin paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile, "My father died at the hands of those beasts."

The hatred between the people of Da Qi and the barbarians is irreconcilable.

Qi Lin's family used to be in the fur and medicinal herb business. His father opened several shops and traveled back and forth to Si Shui City to sell goods.

I went to Surabaya a few years ago and never came back, and the same went for my companions.

"My sister went around asking around for months before she learned that my father had been killed by barbarians."

At that time, Qi Lin's sister Qi Ju was in danger, and it was all thanks to the barbarian man who stepped forward to rescue her.

Later, in order to repay her gratitude, Qi Ju married into a businessman's family in Sishui City and now has children.

At first, Qi Ju wanted to avenge her father. After inquiring for a long time, she found out that ordinary barbarians did not interact with the people in the tribe and had nothing to do with them at all.

Over time, my thoughts faded.

"My sister is pregnant again and only wants to eat the gourd strips that my mother has dried. My mother is not in good health, so I am the only one who runs errands."

Qi Lin went to Sishui City to look for business opportunities and make some money before the New Year.

While they were chatting, a group of three people came back from the front. The leader was covered in blood, holding a machete and said coldly: "Hand over the silver you have on you, so we can kill you!"