After walking for a short while, the group saw the remains of a ruined mountain villa standing atop a thin layer of snow on the cliff. Feng Yuan curiously inspected the nearby steep cliff walls and said,
"What a pity—it's such an environment, abandoned like this."
"This place… feels like the kind where you might soak in a hot spring and accidentally fall off the mountain."
Looking at the cliff in the distance, Yang Hongzhi's face turned grim as he remarked. Building a hot spring here was certainly daring, though visitors daring enough to come here would probably have nerves of steel.
"That shouldn't happen, right?"
Although he said this, Feng Yuan couldn't help but hesitate as he walked toward the edge of the cliff. He looked down and found that beneath the so-called precipice was a relatively steep slope. Letting out a sigh of relief, he said,
"See? Like I said, it couldn't be that thrilling. Besides, if it were truly a cliff, where would the hot spring come from?"
