The people in the caravan had been waiting for Zhou Chao to return, but due to fear and trepidation in their hearts, they did not dare to go out searching or sleep easily. Together, they embraced their swords by the fire and endured the entire night.
It wasn't until the next day, when the sun rose, that some brave individuals ventured out to search, while the others stayed at the camp, lest someone take advantage and rob their place.
Those daring to go out had some martial arts skills. They moved in groups of three, each holding a knife, but even so, they were still filled with fear and anxiety.
Ma Yu felt as if he had stepped into a pitch-black darkness. As he walked, he experienced dizziness, and thought after thought arose uncontrollably in his mind, making him almost unaware of who he was, where he was, and what he was doing.
Although there were many possibilities, he had a premonition that directly pointed to the possibility he least wanted to face.
