Beyond several ridges of hills.
Huangfu Jue knocked forcefully on the flashlight in his hand. The flashlight flickered once and went out again.
He raised his hand and tossed the flashlight aside, lifting the radio in his other hand once more.
"Xiaotang, it's Daddy, little daddy, if you hear me, respond..."
The radio only emitted static noise, the indicator light flickered and then went off.
He raised his hand to throw away the radio, looked at the watch on his wrist, and Huangfu Jue frowned deeply.
The wind was getting stronger, completely covering the tracks left by the car. Now he had no way of determining Gan Tang's direction and could only rely on intuition to search forward.
In such a vast desert, where could the child be?
Running up the sand dune quickly, he surveyed the surroundings, cupping his hands around his mouth.
"Xiaotang..."
The wind quickly tore his voice apart, scattering it into the night.
