"I and my brother-in-law are the ones in charge. If you have something to say, old sir, you can tell us directly."
Chu Zimo spoke with a smile, his tone calm.
The old man felt as though a spring breeze had brushed over him. A hint of delight surfaced in his murky, aged eyes. He hurriedly clasped his hands in greeting, then said:
"The two of us, grandfather and granddaughter, are from Jiangliu City. We only fled to this place because of a great calamity."
"We want to go to Shangyuan City ahead to seek refuge with our relatives and friends. I wonder if the two young masters would be willing to take us along for part of the journey?"
"Of course, this old man will also provide some money for the boat fare. We only hope that the two young masters will be kind enough to help us."
The old man's words were exceedingly humble, and there was even a hint of ingratiation in his tone.
Hearing that the two of them were also going to Shangyuan City, Chu Zimo's heart stirred slightly. However, he did not make a decision at once. Instead, he secretly glanced at Lin Bai beside him.
"Jiangliu City?"
Lin Bai's attention, however, was not on the two of them. Instead, he had focused on Jiangliu City, which they had mentioned.
The old man glanced at the grandfather and granddaughter in surprise, his eyes filled with curiosity. He had not expected this young man to see the situation so clearly.
"So, with no other choice, the Lineage had this old man take the Lineage's seed disciple and temporarily leave Jiangliu City to lie low."
"Almost all the high-level martial artists inside and outside the Lineage have been conscripted and sent to the battlefield."
"As for