"It's okay, I'm fine! But the Chief and the others can't wake up." Ali kept shaking her head.
The young man sighed lightly: "It's my fault for arriving late. Let me show you a trick." Having said that, he took out a small cloth bag from his chest. The cloth bag looked no different from the coarse hemp rice bags used by ordinary farming households, just smaller in size, at most holding half a pound of rice, with even a patch sewn on its opening. However, when he threw the bag casually, it flew above their heads and unleashed an extremely strong gust of wind from its opening!
