How could the two guiding fairies possibly understand the intricacies between the Young Master of the Tianxi Sword Sect and his wife? Knowing the spiritual spring's rarity and the mountain's restrictive rules, they thought it natural for the couple to bathe together, seeing it as nothing more than a rightful thing to do.
Yun Rong felt a headache coming on, unsure how to express herself.
Baili An, on the other hand, didn't notice her distress. He gazed at the hot spring with curiosity for a moment, then, without any extra thoughts or hesitations, bent down to remove his boots and socks, neatly placed them under the snow-covered rock, took off his outer robe and hair crown, and first stepped into the spring to test the water temperature.
Yun Rong thought for a moment and said, "You should bathe alone here, junior brother. It's late, and I don't want to wet my hair, so I won't get in the water today."
