Tian Xiaohu obviously hadn't expected such an attitude from the other side, thinking that the old man mistook them for troublemakers.
He stepped forward and quickly explained, "We're not bad people. There's been war in Taiping County, and we're heading to the county town to seek refuge. Could you please help us, old man? We won't freeload."
The middle-aged man impatiently shouted, "Go, go, go! I don't care who you are. If you need to rest, find somewhere else. You're not welcome here. Get out!"
"You old fool, I'm speaking to you kindly, what kind of attitude is that? Do you think we're easy to bully?"
Even a clay Bodhisattva has a bit of anger, not to mention someone like Tian Xiaohu, a hunter from humble beginnings making a living in the mountains.
It was only out of respect for Shen Qing that he restrained himself a little.
Otherwise, he would have long since jumped up and started a fight with such a rude person.