That night was refreshingly cool.
In the simply furnished pool garden, steam lingered above the water, with petals drifting over the little pathway paved with white stones, accompanied by the gentle flow of the hot spring.
The young Heavenly Seal Sword Master leaned back in the warm waters of the spring, with neatly folded soft robes placed on a bamboo rack nearby.
He slightly closed his eyes, his brow and eyes revealing rare peace and relaxation.
The sound of the bubbling spring waters was interrupted by a delicate set of footsteps.
The man in the bath lifted his gaze and from afar, he saw a woman in white with long hair, holding a cup of tea as she approached.
She was barefoot, her jade-like feet stepping over the white stones and clear water, her wide sleeves fluttering elegantly, a sight too beautiful to behold.
"Senior Sister?" the man's voice showed surprise, "It's time for sword cultivation at this hour, why are you..."
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