Waiting for those refugees was undoubtedly the fate of being buried in foreign lands.
The idea of returning to their own homeland was more difficult than ascending to heaven.
That's why when they heard Lin Yi's words, they first flashed with a glimpse of hope, but soon, that expression dimmed, for they had seen too much death and separation.
As for their reaction, Lin Yi had naturally expected it; he had also thought about their present skepticism.
After all, expecting them to be filled with hope for life again just by a few of his empty promises was clearly unrealistic.
Moreover, so many people could not be accommodated in any single city.
Even if they were dispersed, they couldn't quickly settle down in the urban areas.
What's more, even if they settled down, what would they do for a living afterwards?
Not to mention whether they would be allocated any land, and even if they were, how long would it be until next year's autumn harvest?
