Bai Yi looked at the injured villager woman who was hiding from the rain with them in the cave.
He frowned and called Song Qiyuan to the entrance of the cave.
Bai Yi lowered his voice and said, "Young Master Song, we're going to enter the enemy's lair next. If we bring her along, it'll definitely be inconvenient."
Song Qiyuan's expression was also tense and his jaw moved. "The rain is too heavy. I originally wanted to leave her at the fork just now, but I didn't expect the rain to suddenly come. Let's bring her along for a while longer. Before we set off, I'll send her away."
Originally, Song Qiyuan didn't want to be a busybody, but he was unwilling to admit defeat just like that.
Otherwise, it would be like lowering his head to Ye Siming.
Therefore, he gritted his teeth and brought the injured woman along for a while.
Bai Yi felt that this wasn't appropriate, but he didn't say anything in the end.