After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left immediately. Zhi'er gritted her teeth in anger. As it is said, where there are people, there is Jianghu. Even within the same tribe, conflicts are inevitable. He was indeed Zhi'er's uncle, but he did not get along with Zhi'er's father. This time, it should be said that Xiao Qiang was rather unlucky to have encountered such a person directly.
However, Xiao Qiang did not care too much, after all, this person's style of doing things did not exceed his tolerance. At the very least, he did not directly resort to violence nor did he expel Xiao Qiang.
"Sir, I apologize, this person does not get along with my father, and that's why he targeted me like this. But rest assured, I will prepare a place for you to rest tonight; tomorrow I can lead you into the tribe," Zhi'er said to Xiao Qiang gently.
