Speculation

Lost Dessert, Danger Zone.

A tall figure, clad in light armor with a longsword hanging at his waist, raised his hand and swung it. A thick, powerful flow of True Qi gathered into the shape of a dragon, shredding the Sand Monster in front of him.

The person's expression was cold, and his aura was icy. It was none other than Zhao Heng, the leader of the Divine Mystery Guard team.

"Your Highness," Zhao Heng said, after disposing of the Sand Monster, as he returned to the group and bowed respectfully to Princess Zhenyuan.

"Reduce the number of people," Princess Zhenyuan instructed calmly.

"Understood," Zhao Heng replied with a fist salute, before stepping forward and calling out, "Count off!"

"One!"

"Two!"

...

"Twenty-nine!"

"All accounted for!"

Zhao Heng nodded slightly, turning to Princess Zhenyuan and saying, "Your Highness, all are present."

"Good, continue advancing and have the team search ahead," Princess Zhenyuan ordered.