The lackeys dispatched by Zou Yuan had finally felt that they had stayed in the area long enough, and it also seemed like Zou Yuan had no plans to find somewhere else to stay. So setting up the tents became their own responsibility.
They certainly didn't want to sleep in the open air, especially since it was already autumn and the forest was damp. Sleeping outside at night would certainly be freezing cold. Even with sleeping bags, these were just summer quilts, definitely not the kind that could resist severe cold weather.
If they don't set up the tents, they might catch a cold even if they sleep in their sleeping bags. A cold would be the mild, but catching a fever would make them miserable for the next few days.
So they once again patiently asked for all the steps to set up a tent, which eventually made them all return.
Zou Yuan had long been impatient and, upon their return, his face immediately turned cold.
