What They Need To Do

After their mini competition that Jian ultimately won (although it did feel like Kai won in general), they went to the cool water spring. The cold water felt like salvation. 

Max dunked his head under the surface and emerged with a gasp. "This...this is it. This is life. Why didn't we come here first?"

"Because someone thought boiling ourselves alive was a good idea," Jimmy muttered, leaning back against the edge, his arms outstretched like he was auditioning for a spa commercial.

Zheng smirked, resting his chin on his folded arms. "Hey, it wasn't all bad. We learned an important lesson about endurance."

Kai shot him a flat look. "Endurance? You were the first to tap out after me."

"Details, Captain Serious, details," Zheng said, waving a hand dismissively.

Jian, sitting cross-legged on a shallow ledge, exhaled deeply. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm glad to finally cool off. My brain felt like it was melting back there."