When the three beauties saw Zhao Rong turn his horse around and charge into the sandstorm to save his assistant, they immediately cried out in alarm.
"Brother Zhao Rong, get out of there! Don't go into the sandstorm!" Lili shouted worriedly. "Don't you know the storms in this canyon are called killer sandstorms?
"Brother Zhao, don't save the assistant! Just let him fend for himself! If a man like him dies, our team can carry on just fine. But if something happens to you in there, our team might have to disband!"
Yu Lan anxiously pulled a lasso from her bag and threw it toward Zhao Rong. "Brother Zhao Rong, grab the rope! Come back quickly and ride a camel with me! If you enter this killer sandstorm, you'll surely die!"
Xuelian, even more concerned, took an oxygen mask from her bag and tossed it in his direction. "Brother Zhao Rong, put this on, quickly! It's nothing but sand in there—you won't be able to breathe!"
