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Yan Fei silently stood up from the water, flicking his finger, an ice needle was launched, aiming straight for the prone Yang Liu. Immediately after, Yang Liu felt a slight itch beside the main artery on his neck, as if a mosquito were biting him.

Yang Liu slapped his neck with a "snap", but didn't hit anything. He then pulled off the towel from his face and began to look around, only to spot a person dressed in black within the misty hot spring ahead, smiling at him while making a farewell gesture with his hand. Though no sound came out, Yang Liu understood the unspoken message, "Farewell forever!"

The prolonged soak in the hot spring had dulled Yang Liu's mental reflexes. However, he still managed to recognize that the person was his arch-enemy, Yan Fei. Yang Liu shuddered, realizing something was amiss—how had Yan Fei appeared there? Sensing danger, he tried to call out for help.