"This is easy." Sun Hang chuckled. "I have a way to make sure we definitely won't be the unlucky ones."
"You have a way?" Yang Qiaoxi looked at him, her eyes full of doubt.
"Kill people." Sun Hang curled his lips. "Didn't they say the Death Sandstorm only hunts the group with the highest total life force? If we become its target, then kill the hunters on our team. If one isn't enough, kill two. If two aren't enough, kill three... If it really comes down to it, killing them all is fine."
"You're not joking, are you?" Yang Qiaoxi nervously glanced at the numerous hunters not far away. "If anyone else hears you say that, the moment we leave Yumen's boundaries, we'll immediately be besieged by everyone."
"Of course I'm joking." Sun Hang shrugged. "There's actually no need to kill anyone."
"We just need to split up," Candle Dragon continued. "Split one convoy into two, then split two into four... We can use this tactic, and so can the other convoys. But while the Death Sandstorm is shifting targets, that's enough time for the other convoys to open up a safe distance."
"As long as the Death Sandstorm's target-acquisition mechanism doesn't change, having three convoys constantly split and regroup can let us kite it without losses." Sun Hang raised a hand and rubbed his nose. "But the biggest problem with this response is the coordination between the three convoys, as well as the variables on the road to Nanhua Town—if the scattered convoys can't regroup, the three convoys will become more and more dispersed, greatly increasing the chances of getting lost and suffering casualties."
"Coordination... Heh." Yang Qiaoxi let out a cold laugh. "Every one of these people has their own schemes. Expecting them to coordinate? You might as