The Wilderness to the west, bathed in orange-yellow sunlight, saw the wind sweeping up the yellow sand, howling fiercely, tearing through the endless desert as if pulling a curtain, causing the flat sand surface to ripple like water.

Five words describe it—"The solitary smoke rises straight in the vast desert."

Under the setting sun, a caravan rode camels across the desert.

The leader, wrapped in a face scarf, revealed only a pair of cloudy but sharp eyes hidden under a wide-brimmed hat.