Chapter 100: These Are Loyal Subjects of My Great Xia! (2 / 2)
The wildman leader stiffened. His eyes darted nervously for a moment before he explained:
“On the way back from the Western Regions, we encountered a massive sandstorm and lost our guide…”
[What a euphemism. Lost the guide? More like the guide abandoned them to save himself, even leaving the camels behind to flee on foot.]
As he spoke, the leader paused, sensing something amiss.
Wait… Why did his colleagues look at him like that? Oh, it must be his current wildman appearance—unkempt, with short hair.
But he had no choice. In the deep mountains, keeping long hair without a hairpin was asking for trouble.
He continued, “My men and I didn’t know the way, so we kept heading east, hoping to return to the central plains. But then…”
Everyone understood.
They walked east, stumbled into the mountains, and got lost.