Waiting in the shop was definitely not a solution. Du Yue asked He Xing, "Shall we go back to the small courtyard?"
Before He Xing could speak, Young Master Wang spoke first. "Are you leaving now? There's a sandstorm outside. How are you going to leave?"
"Even if we can't leave, we have to find a way to leave. If we keep hiding here, we'll starve to death. There's no food left in this shop."
People were made of steel. If they did not eat, they would be starving. When Young Master Wang heard that there was nothing left to eat at Du Yue's store, he was also anxious to leave.
Du Yue looked at Young Master Wang and said, "Drive your car and take your people away. We're leaving too."
Young Master Wang looked at the shutter door worriedly. "It's too dangerous to drive in a sandstorm."
"Staying here will only put you in more danger."
Staying here meant dying of thirst and starvation. What if there was a chance of survival outside? No one wanted to stay here and wait for death.
