He Laowu glared.

"Uncle He, do you think the Far Soviet Union wants to rebel?" Ouyang Heng said in a low voice.

He Laowu was so frightened that he almost fell off the bullock cart.

"Hey, don't say this nonsense."

"You don't want your life, but I want my life too. My whole family is waiting for me to go back..."

He Laowu hurriedly lowered his voice.

"What are you afraid of? I just said that casually."

Ouyang Heng said nonchalantly.

"I can't just say it casually. The people here are ruthless and really know how to kill people. I won't lie to you."

"From now on, you should learn from your brother and keep your mouth shut. This will save your life in the future."

He Laowu warned in a low voice.

"But, from what I saw in the play, those heroes would hoard food when they go into trouble. That fort can store food and hide troops, just like what is said in the play."

Ouyang Heng couldn't help but whisper.

"Okay, kid, I really won't take you with me next time..."

"Can you believe what this drama says?"

"That's all made up by the storyteller. Whoever believes it will believe it."

He Laowu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Chapter completed!