The misty hot spring embraced Nangong Yi and Cai Wei as they soaked within, gazing at each other with deep affection, as if they were the only ones in this world. After a long while, the man's deep and magnetic voice was heard.
"Madam, don't do such dangerous things anymore in the future, remember?"
Cai Wei laughed, innocently saying, "I don't have the ability to foresee, how would I know that fake mountain would collapse!"
Nangong Yi wiped his handsome face with a raised hand, leaned back, and sat on the warm stone jade bench in the water, saying, "Why did that fake mountain just happen to collapse the moment you went inside? Don't you find it strange? Could it be that someone tampered with it?"
