Upon hearing this, Luo Feng turned his attention forward.
In front of the bushes was a shimmering hot spring, surrounded by mountain rocks, appearing extremely secluded. In the hot spring, the steam was hazy, vaguely concealing a slim silhouette. The misty steam made it hard to discern the figure clearly.
Upon a closer look, Luo Feng identified the person in the hot spring as Yao Qing.
Yao Qing stood in the hot spring, her beautiful hair adorned with sparkling droplets of water. She was gently stirring the water with her fingers, her demeanor delicate and ladylike—a stark contrast to her usual tough, tomboyish image.
"Well, well! Who would've thought that this hot-headed escort leader would also have such a... Heh heh."
Liu Tao licked his lips, his gaze somewhat regretful, "It's a pity we can't see clearly from here. Feng Luo, let's find another spot."
