Time slipped swiftly through their fingers, and night soon fell.
The temperature swung wildly between day and night in this desert. As the last trace of warmth faded from the yellow-white earth, the cold crept in without a sound.
They had already pitched three tents: one for the men, one for the women, and the third... naturally, for Mo Xie, Ye Xinxia, and Ding Yumian to share.
Mo Xie had not asked for that. The two women had, claiming they wanted to get used to sharing a bed with him.
Zhao Manyan nearly burst into tears at the sight. He changed girlfriends quickly, but each relationship was strictly one-on-one. He would never dare juggle two at once like Mo Xie.
In truth, the two women had kicked Mo Xie out as soon as he entered. Ye Xinxia said she wanted to ask Ding Yumian about Mind Element Magic and chat about private matters between women. Ding Yumian had readily agreed.
"Yu Mian, have you... done it with Brother Mo Xie?"
"Mm, of course."
"Oh. Then... what does it feel like?"
"Hmm, let me walk you through it. That way, you'll know what to expect next time. I'm telling you, Little Evil is incredible..."
Listening to their conversation inside the tent, Mo Xie's eye twitched. He shook his head helplessly.
He sat beside the campfire with Mo Fan. The two of them had the first watch and chatted as they watched the flames burn.
"Huh? Brother, look over there. Are those people running toward the River of Lost Sands?"
Mo Fan suddenly pointed into the distance. He could not see clearly, but he could make out what seemed to be several people.
"Yeah. We know them, too. They're the ones from noon."
Unlike Mo Fan, Mo Xie could see them perfectly.