Ah —

[ it looked like he had something to say, but any signs of it's cut short once yan qing starts punching away at their current obstacle. ]

Just make sure it doesn't get on your skin. [ is it too late? ] I don't know what'll happen.

[ he flicks his spear over to the side, just to get rid of the white gunk on it, shifting it back to its umbrella form before peering at yan qing's handiwork. ]

I think I see the sewer's entrance though. At least the map wasn't wrong.