Mu Lin silently gave the two a glance, a helpless smile on her face, as she reminded them, "You know, this place shouldn't be a desert." Therefore, mirages, which belong to legends in the desert, were basically impossible to encounter here.
We might as well accept reality.
Mu Lin said that her grandfather's subordinates were really one more interesting than the next, their ability to be silly was stronger than others.
"So... Sister-in-law," hearing Mu Lin's words, Wu Ya, who was desperately swallowing, asked incredulously, "The thing we're seeing in front of us, it can't really be... Golden Mountain, right?" Golden Mountain, isn't that something from comics, books, or TV shows?
Mu Lin's lips curved slightly, "Probably, and not just one."
"My god!" They needed a bolt of thunder to strike them awake – had they entered the national gold vault?
