Love Swept Away by the Wild Sands: The Black King's Little Pet

This is an endless desert, completely uninhabited. The scorching sun beats down on the barren land, while howling winds whip up clouds of sand. Through the swirling yellow haze, a group of people struggles forward. “Professor Smith, we’re heading in the right direction. If we go another hundred kilometers or so west, we’ll be close, but the sandstorm is so bad that our people...cough, cough...” The wind and sand cut the man off. “I know. Let’s hold on a little longer. Rui Er, can you manage?” The professor looked at the only girl in the group. “No problem.” Rui Er didn’t want to hold everyone back, so she answered in her already hoarse voice.