"You have a point. Looks like I was overthinking it. Move over, move over. I need a drink too. I'm dying of thirst."
As Xiao Yan spoke, he pushed aside Han Chen, who was sitting beside the pool, crouched at its edge, and scooped up a handful of water to drink.
Splash, splash.
Just as Xiao Yan was about to drink, the sound of splashing suddenly came from deep within the forest.
Hearing it, Xiao Yan and Han Chen immediately dropped flat on the ground, thinking someone from the Snake-People Tribe had come to fetch water.
"Are we really that unlucky? Running into the Snake-People Tribe right here?"
Xiao Yan listened to the continuous splashing from the other side, his face full of frustration.
Han Chen took out his gold-devouring insects and quietly sent a few over.
"Brother Han, those insects of yours can even scout ahead? They're so advanced, I want some myself."
"Then keep wanting."
After tossing Xiao Yan a casual reply, Han Chen concentrated his spiritual sense and began gathering information through the gold-devouring insects. A short while later, he opened his eyes and spoke with some surprise.
"Someone's bathing?"
"What? Bathing!"
Hearing Han Chen's words, Xiao Yan and Yao Lao exchanged a glance and immediately crawled forward.
Not to be outdone, Han Chen followed close behind them, crawled to the bushes, parted a small gap, and peered through.
On the other side of the pool, a slender figure danced beneath the moon, her delicate, lotus-root arms swaying with her body.
Her white-jade fingers repeatedly scooped up water and sprinkled it over her body. Behind her, three thousand strands of silken black hair fluttered with her movements, looking so sacred and enchanting beneath the clear moonlight.
At the sight of that figure from behind, Xiao Yan's mouth