Before they could say more, the sky suddenly changed—
A sandstorm enveloped them from the glow of the headlights, swirling up dust and darkening the sky as if it were the end of the world. In an instant, the path ahead was hidden, visibility dropping to less than five meters. Besides the black clouds and yellow sand, it seemed as though everything else had disappeared.
The scene before them was truly shocking.
Both had experienced a sandstorm two years prior and were mentally prepared, but they were still shaken by the ferocious spectacle of nature before them, their hearts throbbing with fear.
"The sandstorm is coming!"
Chi Yue heard her voice distort, gripping Qiao Dongyang's hand tightly, "This is very dangerous, Qiao Dongyang—"
