Seeing Chen Pei'en's intent to inquire, Lu Yu hurriedly said, "There's no need to ask me what they are plotting; I don't know either. I just happened to encounter them by chance."
"Alright." Chen Pei'en was somewhat disappointed. If he could learn what the Sand King Hall was scheming in Black Sand City, there might be a chance for a promotion and a way to leave this oil-poor desert border.
The storage belt around his waist vibrated. With a swipe at his waist, a Communication Talisman appeared in his hand.
After the message entered his mind, the Communication Talisman self-combusted in the air, turning to ash. Chen Pei'en looked at Lu Yu with a serious expression and said, "I'm sorry, the matter in Black Water City is significant. You cannot leave Yellow Sand City for now. Please return with us first."
Seeing the seriousness on his face, Lu Yu sighed inwardly and said, "It's okay; this is General Chen's duty."
