"A Wu, A Wu, wake up! Old Yang is gone, and you can't have anything happen to you too!"
The burly man shook his unconscious companion, filled with anxiety.
"You always pick and choose your food, harder to feed than a stubborn donkey, and now you couldn't resist..."
The burly man was deeply saddened.
But speaking of which, the situation was different this time; everyone was exhausted after a major upheaval, physically and mentally drained, and extremely thirsty.
Water in the desert was like oil.
He wanted to drink too, but there wasn't enough space, so he gave the last spot to A Wu.
If only he had known, if only he had known... he wouldn't have let him!
"May I take a look?"
A calm and cold female voice sounded from behind him; the burly man turned around blankly to see a veiled woman standing quietly in the sunset.
The twilight followed behind her, as if it coated her in a layer of sacred golden light.
The burly man stood there, stunned.
"You are..."
