Li Tian and Lin Yi stopped what they were doing when they saw the car. There were only two elderly people in the village, so the person must be related to Jiang Guofu.
"It's a Yanjing car. "
Li Tian looked at the car plate through the rear-view mirror. The car behind them was only about two hundred meters away.
"Why would a Yanjing car come here?"
Lin Yi asked, confused.
"I think they're looking for that old man Li. One look and I can tell they're not ordinary people. It's not strange for them to come from Beijing."
"Other than the Li family you're from, are there any other li families in Yanjing?"
Lin Yi asked.
"Well ... I don't think so. Those big families are very strict about surnames. Most of them choose to be a branch of the Li family. Otherwise, it'll be hard for them to survive in Beijing."
Yan Jing was an invisible battlefield. Not everyone could go in and bite a piece of meat. If you didn't have good teeth, you would only break your own teeth.
