"The Stormy Desert is a harsh environment, and there is no sunlight all day long, all you can see is an endless sea of sand," Mr. Yarlin was telling a few people about their journey through the Stormy Desert.

Arrin's voice was magnetic, and seeing his handsome appearance, dark green eyes, and smile at the corners of his mouth, it was easy to win the favor of everyone.

"Yes, the environment of the Storm Desert is even worse than what Mr. Yarlin said," said Leditten, the Storm Passage is in the territory of Leno, this passage has cost Leno hundreds of years of energy, but it has also brought incomparable wealth to the Leno Empire, and Leditian naturally has a very say in this.

"I've heard that the scariest thing about entering the Stormwind Desert is often not the endless sea of sand, but the disorientation," says Claude, who has a wide range of views.

"Mr. Claude is right, there are a large number of magnetic fields all over the Storm Desert, and it has lost its effect to use the compass to discern the direction when entering the Storm Desert" Yarlin looked at Claude and knew that this was the opponent he was trying this time, and his opponent should not be underestimated in terms of strength or insight.

"If we can't tell the way, how are we supposed to get through the storm passage?" asked the wind whispering.

"If there is a very experienced person in the team, then follow him, and it is very likely that you will use the experience of leading the way out of the storm passage," Arrin said.

"But such people are often rare."

"Then we will lead a large army into the Storm Desert with a numerical advantage, and there will always be someone who will pass through the Storm Passage" Edward was as superficial as ever.

"Mr. Edward doesn't know, although the Storm Desert is just a desert, but his area is even larger than the entire Western Continent, and the number of people is not an advantage" Arrin still smiled and answered Edward's question.

"How did Mr. Na Yarlin cross the Storm Desert," Feng Jiu Ge was very surprised.

"Our Son is a very good guide, he lived in the Stormy Desert for two years," Danielton, who was next to Yarlin, said proudly.

"I've traveled with my family through the Storm Passage a few times to the free city-states of the Eastern Continent," Arrin said.

Everyone was secretly surprised, they didn't expect that Mr. Yarlin had come to the Eastern Continent several times, and Argo guessed that when Arlin came to the free city-state of the Eastern Continent, he must have gone to the Sophia Church in the Dream Capital, and Father Mislan was the priest of the Sophia Church.

Yarlin's story aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Can Mr. Yarlin tell us about what happened through the Stormy Desert?" Feng Jiuge asked.

"As we all know, there is nothing more dangerous in the Stormwind Desert than to get lost, but even more dangerous than this is to lose your way and encounter bandit legions," Arrin tells of the bandits entrenched in the Stormwind Desert.

"Let me introduce you to the bandits of the Stormwind Desert, a group of mercenary creatures who have been entrenched in the Stormstorm Desert for years, if not decades, robbing passing caravans, and each of them is a very good guide," Arrin said.

"From the Western Continent through the Storm Passage to the Eastern Continent, after bartering, it often takes a year to return to the Western Continent, and that time we exchanged far twice as many goods as expected, and the family elders decided to take all the goods through the Storm Desert with them," Yarlin's magnetic voice slowly recounted.

"And what happened later?" asked Yuria impatiently.

"If there is twice as much cargo as before, the burden will increase exponentially, and we will enter the Storm Desert with the goods, and the elders of the family are also very good guides, carefully identifying this direction, only thirty miles a day, and the rest of the time is spent discerning the direction and maintaining physical strength," Yarlin said.

"And then, are you in danger?" asked Ledday.

"Of course, otherwise it wouldn't be the story I'm going to tell today, it turns out that you can often run into something the more you are afraid of something," Arrin had a look of remembrance in his eyes.

"We had a sandstorm, a very rare sandstorm," Jarrin said.

"Sandstorms in the Storm Desert are terrifying, often sweeping up all people and objects on the ground into the sky and disappearing."

"It was so tragic," all exclaimed at Yarlin's description.

"At this time, all the goods become a burden to us, and when life is threatened, all wealth is not worth mentioning".

"Yes, wealth can be earned again if there is no wealth, but everything is lost if life is gone," Feng whispered and sighed.

"The yellow sand covered the whole sky, and we could see less than ten meters of sight, and the elders of the family immediately tied all the goods together, adding weight so as not to be blown away, and everyone huddled together in the middle of the goods, hugging them tightly," Yarlin said, arousing the nervousness of the crowd.

"Did the sandstorm blow you away?" asked Qiandu, poking Argo's laugh.

"If Mr. Arrin was blown away by the wind, how did he tell us about it here?" explained to Chido with a smile.

Qiandu instantly blushed, a little shy, but Mr. Yarlin didn't care at all.

Everyone smiled knowingly, and the tension just now was relieved again.

"The sandstorm is getting closer and closer to us, and everyone can hear the roar of the wind, this is the roar of the royal demonic beasts in the stormy desert, they are woken up by the sandstorm, and they are waiting for their prey to fall from the sky" Everyone has heard of the royal demonic beasts, and it is an existence that humans do not want to provoke.

"What's next?" someone asked.

"When the sandstorm blew, more than half of the cargo on the periphery disappeared in an instant, and many of the companions were blown into the air, and the ropes around their waists were still tightly tied to their companions," Arrin said calmly.

"Oh my God," exclaimed several of the women present.

In his mind, Argo thought that there were only two such solutions, one was to be blown into the sky with his companions, and the other was to cut the rope attached to his body and sacrifice his companions to save himself.

"And how did you escape the sandstorm?" asked the wind whispering, and according to Mr. Arrin's description, the situation was dire.

"I guess I don't hesitate to cut the rope attached to my companion's waist," Argo said lightly.

"It's too cruel," Wind whispered when she heard what Argo had said, and spoke. It is despicable to abandon one's own companions.

"Miss Whispering, if we don't cut the rope at this time, we will all be left with no bones left under the sandstorm," Arrin said, with a pained expression.

"That's exactly what we did."

The honesty of the gentleman could not be admired by those present, who could have concealed such a despicable act, but he did not.

"The companions in mid-air clearly understood that this would only drag everyone down, and begged us to cut off the ropes from them," Arrin said.

Argo guessed that this was most likely not the case, and that few people would be so open-minded when death did come.

"Please let us pay tribute to the compatriots who died" Feng Jiu Ge lowered his head, since ancient times, the Feng Dynasty has great respect for the heroes who sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, this is the inheritance of the Feng Dynasty, Feng Jiu Ge has inherited it very well.

The crowd spontaneously bowed their heads to Mr. Arrin, and the incident he recounted deserved all respect.