Bi Fang rode his camel to a huge campsite.
He had returned to the location where he had previously discovered the ancient tomb.
Bi Fang was in no rush to go back; he still wanted to see how the tomb's development would unfold.
Walking along the Nile River, he couldn't be sure when he would find a town, so it seemed better to catch a ride at the campsite. Vaziri and the others likely wouldn't refuse—in fact, they would probably welcome him.
Sure enough, Vaziri came out of the tomb specially to greet Bi Fang on his return, and took him on a tour of the campsite under construction.
A day had passed, and the construction here had already begun in full swing.
Looking around, there were at least a dozen white tents erected on the sand, and these were not ordinary camping tents that claimed to be all-in-one, but rather, mobile structures similar to Mongolian yurts, supported by huge tent canvas.
