"I apologize for my rudeness!"
Chen Sansi immediately turned around, rushed out of the pool, and returned to the shore.
The entire pool immediately condensed into a large mass of ice fog, with ice crystal lotus flowers blooming in the void, obscuring any view of the scene within.
After a few breaths, a crystal-clear voice, as cold as a frozen river, sounded by his ears: "You, what are you doing here?"
Chen Sansi hastily clasped his hands and said, "I did not know that Senior Sister was recuperating in the spring. I apologize for my rashness and impoliteness. I hope Senior Sister can forgive me."
In the hazy mist, he saw Jiang Xiyue, dressed in black with a silk band covering her eyes, standing like an ice sculpture, silent and motionless.
The two fell into a period of silence.
"I owe you my life."
After a long pause, Jiang Xiyue finally spoke again, her previously calm tone now fluctuating like cracking ice.
