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Tian Xiaohu clearly hadn't expected such an attitude from the other party, thinking that the old man mistook them for bandits.
He stepped forward and hurriedly explained, "We are not bad people. There's a war in Taiping County, and we're heading to the county town to seek refuge. Old man, can you help us out? We won't eat your food for free."
The middle-aged man shouted irritably, "Go, go, go! I don't care who you are. If you want to rest, go somewhere else. You're not welcome here. Get lost!"
"You old man, I'm speaking to you nicely, and this is your attitude! Do you think we look easy to bully?"
Even a clay Bodhisattva has three parts of fire, let alone someone like Tian Xiaohu, a hunter living a tough life in the mountains.
Following Shen Qing, he had restrained himself somewhat.
Otherwise, in the past, facing such rudeness, he would have already lost his temper and started a fight.