As she spoke, she pointed at a pile of desiccated corpses on the sandy ground. Nothing remained but skin and viscera clinging to skeletons—no, perhaps the viscera had already been parasitized, their nutrients entirely drained.
Luoye arched an eyebrow, a flash of confusion crossing his eyes. He didn't dwell on it, however; after all, one ought to maintain trust in one's friends.
With a look of realization, he cupped his hands in a salute toward Tang Yuan and introduced himself: "Luoye."
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