"Ahh~ That felt good~"
With a long, drawn-out groan, a figure slowly emerged from the waterfall.
As though he had just woken up, he stretched mightily, his face wreathed in a smile of triumphant satisfaction.
A woman as beautiful as a celestial maiden emerged from the waterfall right behind him.
Her gait was a little strange. She seemed to be supporting her lower back as she walked, each step cautious, as though she dared not take too large a stride.
Her face was flushed as well, and she seemed to be in a very pleasant mood.
"Let's go!"
Long Ji spoke softly, his right arm clamped tightly around Youmeng like an iron vise.
With a light push of his foot, he shot into the air like an arrow loosed from a bow, speeding straight toward Ox Demon, Jiao Qing, and the others, who had long been waiting nearby.
At that moment, Ox Demon, Shen Rong, and the others were gathered in small clusters, whispering among themselves.
None of them dared speak loudly, afraid their voices might disturb Long Ji and Youmeng's intimate time together.
In stark contrast to this harmonious atmosphere, however, were Li Yang and his companions off to one side.
They looked utterly out of place, each hanging his head dejectedly, as though they had lost something important.
What was more, they occasionally glared viciously at the Youthful-Faced Woman and the others, their eyes practically itching to devour them alive.
"Sister Rong, the young master and madam have been gone for most of the day. Why aren't they back yet?
Could something have happened to them?!"
One of the four Shen Family sisters whispered in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her expression revealing deep concern for Long Ji and Youmeng's safety.
"Fourth Sister, if