C919 Infant Nocturnal Crying(last Part)

Although he said that this young man was making a big fuss out of nothing, the old man's footsteps didn't slow down in the slightest. This was a nomadic tribe. It didn't matter if it was a blizzard or a hail storm. They shared the same fate. Although they weren't family, their feelings were deeper than family!

Moreover, in order to protect the property of the village