"Uncle Japanese, don’t shoot arrows. We are pariahs in the grain camp. The Xia people have set fire to it. I don’t want my son to be burned by them. I hope you can help me!" With that, Uncle Fish hugged the boy tightly and looked very flustered.
"You summer pigs kill each other, no matter what we do, I won’t shoot the arrow if you don’t follow the rebellion. You find a place to wait, and we will soon solve those summer people, and then you can continue our Japanese country!" The Japanese people at the door didn’t let go at all.…