C185 metachoresis

In front of the Pontang Gezu Temple, Fu Changqing was instructing his subordinates to retreat.

Lang Ka's mental state was not very good. He did not sleep much last night, and Yu Xianhe's mental state was even worse than his.

Seeing the two of them in this state, Fu Changqing asked with concern, "Do the two of you want to rest for another day?"

"No need, in case there's too much trouble