s on the second floor, while Mo Hancheng and Yang Feng took the ground floor. They began organizing their rooms and backpacks.

Covered in python blood, Xue Ying was desperate to wash off the grime. Taking clean clothes from her backpack, she prepared to head to the nearby river for a bath.

"Brother Feng, aren’t you going to bathe?" Xue Ying asked.

"We are!"

The three walked to the river, relieved to find it free of crocodiles, though they remained cautious. Xue Ying placed her clean clothes on the riverbank, removed her boots, and entered the water dressed in her leather attire. Yang Feng and Mo Hancheng kept watch from the nearby woods, ensuring no one intruded.

Xue Ying undressed piece by piece in the water, her alabaster skin and slender limbs becoming a picturesque scene. She washed her hair with her delicate arms resembling lily stems.

Bored and waiting, Mo Hancheng and Yang Feng sat in the woods.

"Ah!~"

A large fish leapt from the river, startling Xue Ying as she washed her slender legs. Her scream echoed into the woods.

"Swish..."

Yang Feng immediately shot towards the river, teleporting, while Mo Hancheng, considering propriety, stayed back.

"Uh!~"

Upon reaching the riverbank, Yang Feng was stunned by the sight. A red carp jumped, its tail splashing water onto Xue Ying’s bare breasts, making droplets sparkle like pearls on her smooth skin.

"Ah!~"

Seeing Yang Feng, Xue Ying was both shocked and embarrassed. She ducked into the water, covering herself, her face flushed.

Realizing his mistake, Yang Feng turned to leave, but something felt wrong. Looking back, he saw Xue Ying had disappeared.

"Plop~"

Yang Feng dove into the river, searching underwater. He found Xue Ying entangled in thick, tightening water weeds, pulling her underwater. Though adept at swimming, she couldn’t free herself or call for help. Running out of air, she was on the verge of drowning.

Yang Feng swiftly swam to her, cutting the weeds with his knife. He carried Xue Ying to the surface, though the weeds still clung, refusing to let go.

"Whoosh~"

Using his knife, Yang Feng severed the remaining weeds, freeing Xue Ying. He swam back to shore, holding her tightly.

"Xue Ying, Xue Ying!" He called anxiously, but she remained unconscious. Without hesitation, he dressed her carefully before performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and chest compressions.

"Ugh~"

Xue Ying woke, coughing up water. Feeling better, she sat on the grass trying to recall what happened. Seeing herself dressed, she asked, "Who dressed me?"

"Who else but me?"

"What?" Xue Ying's fury ignited as she realized Yang Feng's eye-witness account.

"You should've let me know!" she exclaimed, taking a swing at him.

Thump, thump, thump…

"Why aren't you dodging?" she huffed, frustrated by his la

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