Feng Zheyu retreated in a panic, his back crashing into the stone wall, leaving him with no way out!
Lu Xiaoyou was just about to speak to him when she saw Feng Zheyu suddenly turn around and leap out of the water.
His movements suddenly became awkward and clumsy, and he even slipped a bit, scrambling out of the hot spring pool in a panic...
"Master!" Mou Xiao saw that Feng Zheyu slipped noticeably as he came ashore. Having been by his master's side for years, he had never seen Feng Zheyu in such a disarrayed panic.
Mou Xiao was about to step forward, but Feng Zheyu had already grabbed a bathrobe from the wooden rack and wrapped it around himself.
His icy, fierce gaze, like a sharp sword glinting with cold light drawn from its sheath, seemed to be pressed against Mou Xiao's neck.
Feng Zheyu wouldn't allow him to approach, halting Mou Xiao's steps.
He donned a white bathrobe, slouched slightly, and quickly fled.
