After the meal, the convoy didn't linger and continued westward. Zhang Fang, who had lost face in the inn, seemed even more silent than usual.
With a strong push, another afternoon passed. When it got dark and they missed an inn, the group ate dinner by the roadside and continued on their journey until they finally saw a small village at midnight.
Qu Wei, who had been lagging behind, suddenly spurred his horse to catch up.
"Guard Zhang, shouldn't we consider Doctor Qi's situation?" he asked.
Only then did Zhang Fang lift his head from the journey, and realizing that Qi Yue was a woman who might not endure such a long trek, he directed the convoy into the village to find a place to stay.
Qi Yue felt it was too troublesome to disturb the villagers in the dead of night. Besides, the houses in the village were too small; how many families would they have to impose on to accommodate all fifty of them?
