Hidden Blade in the Desert Wind

An off-road vehicle drove across the wasteland, with Chen Chuan seated in the back. All he had seen along the way were vast stretches of barren land. At first, he occasionally spotted herdsmen, but later there were none at all. Only the distant figures of a few Wild Horses could be seen.

The Besa Khanate covered a vast territory, and Shahe Land was not close to Balkhtu. Driving there would take most of a day.

Of course, he could travel faster on his own. However, there was a high chance he would clash with another Fighter on this trip. The other party's strength was unknown, and he would not underestimate him simply because he was a Fighter from a small country. Moreover, this was foreign territory, and it was hard to say what might happen. There was no need to expend too much energy before a battle.

He had arrived at Barktu Central City in the morning. Entering the city and finishing his discussion had taken less than two hours, after which he had immediately set out. It was now around five-thirty in the afternoon, and night was nearly falling in the Besa Khanate.

At that moment, the wind suddenly grew stronger, whipping sand and dust up from the ground. Seeing the distant scenery begin to blur, the driver glanced at the sky, immediately turned around, pulled down his scarf, and shouted, "Sir, a sandstorm may be coming. Should we find somewhere to take shelter?"

Chen Chuan asked, "How long do sandstorms here usually last?"

After saying a few words, the driver spat out some sand and replied, "Not too long in this season, but at least two or three hours."

Chen Chuan asked, "How far are we from Shahe Land?"

"About two or three hundred kilometers."

Chen Chuan nodded.