I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

The man moved quickly, giving Ling Xiao almost no time to think. Ling Xiao looked at the small person in front of him, his thoughts somewhat dazed. The year his soul left Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua was about the same age as Qi Mo, around seven or eight years old...

Little Flower…

After thinking for a moment, Ling Xiao quickly threw the tea in his hand onto the ground, wetting the patch of ground in front of Qi Mo's feet, with some water stains even splashing onto his boots.

“The ground is wet, it’s inconvenient, right, Brother Qi?” Ling Xiao pushed the empty cup forward, right next to the man.

The direct refusal left young Qi Mo momentarily at a loss. The man, feeling humiliated and somewhat angry and helpless, waved his hand at Qi Mo, signaling him to leave. Qi Mo subconsciously looked up at Ling Xiao, and only after seeing Ling Xiao nod did he cautiously retreat.

The man didn't speak, but just stared at him intently. It was true that the man was repaying a debt of gratitude, but now that Ling Xiao was going to the Northeast with them, at this critical juncture, even if a smart person felt like they had swallowed a fly, they should have gone with the flow and agreed. After all, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks. Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao refused, and even embarrassed him in front of his own child.

"If he really kneels down today, will you be able to die with a smile on your face?" Ling Xiao rubbed his thumb against his index finger, uttering a question indifferently. He then poured the man's cup of tea out and refilled it for him.

The man narrowed his eyes, watching his movements, and said, "I will not rest in peace no matter who I give it to. But at this time, my Qi Jia family is in dire straits. I know your amnesia is fake, and the watch you gave me shows that you come from a good family and are not lacking in material possessions. What I said is also true. I have been planning for the future of him and his daughter ever since you appeared. But fate has decreed that you have come."

"I can't be wrong. Entrusting my wife and children to you is much better than entrusting them to anyone else. Although my Qi Jia clan is declining in number, there are still people we can rely on. If needed, take this jade pendant, and the Qi Jia clan will go through fire and water for you." The man took out a jade pendant from his pocket and put it into Ling Xiao's hand.

"So, you're really determined to do this? Let me give you a piece of advice: this isn't a dead end. You can live to take care of your wife and children. After all, your Empress Dowager has already fled to Xi'an, so it won't matter if you run away." Ling Xiao refused again.

"That may be true, but others can do it, but I can't. Many of Qi Jia's sons died in that war. Eight countries together opened our city gates. Our weapons were not advanced, and our muskets were not as fast as theirs. The only way we could fight the foreigners was hand-to-hand combat."

Unable to wage war, Li Hongzhang signed the Boxer Protocol, which seemed humiliating, but if a real war had broken out, we would have been left to wait for eight countries to carve us up. This treaty spared us from a war, allowing me to catch my breath and return to Mongolia.

I know this isn't a dead end, but what I want is the glory of my family. The sons of the Qijia clan will never fear battle, nor will they desert their posts. This is our bottom line!

"I'm sorry, I don't like to meddle in other people's business. I can only promise to protect you from here to the Northeast safely, as a way of repaying my wife for healing my wounds. I will leave once we reach the Northeast. I'm afraid I can't do anything else." Ling Xiao refused the man once again.

The man sighed, indicating that he understood, and walked out dejectedly. Only after his father left did Qi Mo peek out and ask, "Why don't you want to be my godfather?"