"I just want to ask some things, no need to be nervous, treat me as just a passerby."
Tang Ye tried speaking in Chinese, while also observing whether the other party could understand Chinese. If not, he'd be forced to engage in friendly communication using his subpar English skills. Of course, if the other party couldn't understand English either, there was no point in wasting time. Perhaps he should go back and find that father and son duo; they understood a little English too. However, judging from the father's accent, his proficiency seemed not much better than Tang Ye's. Maybe he was used to interacting with foreigners and knew more English words than Tang Ye. Basic communication was still somewhat possible.
After hearing Tang Ye's words, the man tilted his head, a look on his face that Tang Ye was all too familiar with—clearly, the man did not understand Chinese.
Tang Ye had no choice but to repeat in English: "Do you speak Chinese?"
