But tonight's sandstorm had struck without warning. Any accident would disrupt all their plans.
Charlie River jolted upon hearing Thomas Shannon's words. "Young Master, you can't!"
"Do as I say!"
Charlie River shook his head. "Young Master, I can't risk your safety!"
"Charlie River!" Thomas Shannon gripped Charlie River's collar tightly with one hand, hoisting him up. His expression was dark as he roared, "Do as I say! Don't make me say it a third time."
"Young Master!" Charlie River still wanted to stop his reckless plan, but seeing Thomas Shannon's expression, he didn't dare to speak further.
The raging wind swept around them, making it difficult for either of them to stand.
Charlie River pulled two items from his clothes and thrust them at Thomas Shannon. "Young Master, be careful!"
Thomas Shannon nodded, struggling to keep his eyes open against the wind. "You too."
