"We don't know either..." Sun Yuzhen, in her thirties, was currently disheveled and exhausted. Her once neat short hair now looked like dry grass. She quickly said, "Initially, we were following Silent City, but we and many other convoys encountered a mysterious mist within. There were terrifying things in there, and most convoys were scattered. When we managed to escape the mist, we suddenly found ourselves in a desert."
"And then you encountered sand bandits?" Lin Xian said.
Upon hearing their words, Lin Xian immediately recalled that Hu Lushou had mentioned a similar incident. It seemed that Hu Lushou's convoy had also encountered the same situation, which made Lin Xian suspicious.
