After three days of travel, Li Yifei and his companions were not as taxed as they had been previously. They had prepared ample supplies of water and food, ensuring that survival in the desert was not an issue. Moreover, they no longer had to trek desperately during the day as they did in the past. They generally walked for two hours in the morning and evening. The daytime was too hot for travel, and at night it was too cold and easy to lose their way, so they also refrained from traveling then, which made things much easier.
"Somebody seems to be following us," the saint whispered to Li Yifei during their rest that night.
Li Yifei nodded and said, "They must have started this afternoon."
"Could the person tracking us in the desert be a thief?"
"Do you think ordinary thieves have such great skills? Moreover, their equipment is quite advanced; they have been tracking us but have not shown themselves, and besides, do we have anything worth stealing?"
