Chu Yin was naturally very confident in his own things.
Before they left, the people of the Icefield Tribe were very envious that they could wear linen clothes.
If they were still around, they would have been pleasantly surprised to trade goods with them, although previously they did not like them, but after more than half a year, those thoughts had faded.
She let Diao take these things over with the idea of bestowing a gift.
Now that Diao had brought them back untouched, Chu Yin could only think of one possibility, that the people of the Icefield Tribe hadn't survived the winter and had died.
Thinking this, Chu Yin felt a twinge of regret, "I didn't expect them to have perished. What a shame."
Che Nan knew that the toughest part about primitive society was surviving the winter, so he didn't doubt Chu Yin's words and simply shook his head without saying anything.
