The bottom of a pool was pitch black—oh, right, he hadn't opened his eyes.
Water gurgled into his mouth. He jolted, flailing his arms and legs as he shot to the surface.
SPLASH—
The moment he broke the surface, he heard a clear, tinkling laugh from the shore:
"Couldn't hold it in anymore?"
Tan Xiucheng: "..." He forced his eyes open and shot her a vicious glare.
'It's all this malicious woman's fault! She's the reason I'm a drowned rat!'
Shen Lang stopped smiling and asked him, "Is there anything in there?"
Tan Xiucheng shook his head. "I couldn't feel anything."
Shen Lang looked around, a faint sigh on her face. "That devious Sect Leader really knows how to hide things."
Tan Xiucheng's eyes widened. "How dare you curse the Sect Leader..."
Shen Lang shot him a sidelong glance and snorted coldly. "You're cursing him in your head too. Stop being such a hypocrite."
Tan Xiucheng cowered and fell silent.
