"Get rid of them? How? They have lived here for years and are very familiar with this place. Moreover, their numbers are vast, ranging from dozens to over a thousand. If we start fighting them, not only will we fail to get rid of them, but we'll also attract more Desert Wolves. Then, we'll still be dragged to death by them."
Zhu Yan seemed a bit regretful: "I told you not to come, but you wouldn't listen. You insisted, and now we're probably not even going to make it through this vast desert. Sigh, although I'm just a minor leader in the Golden Snake Gang, I haven't enjoyed enough of the riches yet."
"Shut up!" Gongsun Fengying glared at Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan quickly shut his mouth in fear.
Messing with them wasn't an option, but avoiding them was.
However, Ye Guichen perked up his ears, listening carefully, as if confirming the number of Desert Wolves.
"Brother Ye, what should we do?" Luo Huasheng moved closer to Ye Guichen, ready to fight.
