C164 On the Trip of Turkic Ii

The Turkic man noticed that his clothes were tattered and his expression was dispirited. It seemed that he had been on the road for a long time. He asked curiously, "Friend, where are you going?"

He said somewhat woodenly, "I want to go find someone. I want to give him something, but I've never seen him, nor do I know where he lives. I don't even know who he is