"Xuefeng!" Wuying's scream echoed off the rock walls. Without a second's hesitation—without a thought for her own life—she hurled herself into the dark pool. The icy water shocked her system, but she kept swimming downward, eyes stinging from the murky current, searching desperately for any glimpse of him.
A split-second too late, Xiao Wen lunged to stop her. "Dammit, you fool…," she hissed under her breath, cursing Wuying's recklessness. She spun on her heel, ignoring Murong's wide-eyed stare, and tore off her black outfit in a fluid motion. Only a fine lace undergarment clung to her now, hugging her slender figure, but she paid it no heed. Clothes would only slow her movements in these treacherous depths.
