C217 The Cold Pond!

“Splash—”

“Wufang, are you... are you okay?” Liyuv gently patted Yinn Wufang's face. He seemed incredibly weak, likely from just having coughed up blood.

Under Liyuv's persistent calling, Wufang finally opened his eyes, albeit groggily. “Liyuv?”

“Phew.” Seeing that he was alright, Liyuv felt relieved and paddled a few strokes toward the edge of the pool, thinking to herself