Fang Hong heard a sound and immediately put down his hand, swiftly moving into the shadows aside, cautiously looking in that direction. It wasn't long before he saw two natives dressed as servants leisurely walking this way, quietly discussing the raging sandstorm as they went.
In the Silver Sand Desert this season, dust storms are not uncommon, but such a violent one hasn't been seen for at least ten years. The two discussed in hushed tones whether this was the manifestation of the God of Death, and with their hands folded over their chests, they closed their eyes and bowed their heads in prayer according to the understanding unique to the Desert People.
Fang Hong watched them approach from afar, feeling anxious lest they check the warehouse door, since Nini had unlocked it and he hadn't had time to restore it. But true to the saying "what you fear comes to pass," the two suddenly turned and began walking in this direction from the other side of the corridor.
