The next morning.
When Ye Qiu sat at the bedside with his head hanging low, looking dejectedly at the floor, Fang Wushang, who was already fully prepared, walked up to him, making his boot spikes clatter with each step.
"Alright, vacation's over, we should head back to the battlefield!"
"But it's only been two weeks!"
He answered while lifting his head like a child. In reality, Ye Qiu couldn't deny that Fang Wushang, dressed in the long-unseen white and blue knight outfit, looked incredibly charming.
Considering the reason for their temporary guild withdrawal, they could have declined this invitation. Yet, the phrase "number of sacrifices" at the end of the message made both of them uneasy.
"At least let's go hear what they have to say. Come on, time's up!"
He unwillingly got up after being patted on the back and opened the wardrobe.
