Faced with everyone's unanimous opinion, Ma Tuan opened his mouth in surprise. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and muttered to himself:

"Oh no, this is terrible! How could I accidentally let everyone think that I'm a good kid who only knows how to study? This is not the impression I want to leave on you!"

Faced with Ma Tuan who suddenly went crazy, the remaining few people looked at each other speechlessly.

"Let's go! I think our bags should be dry by now."

As Blore spoke, he quickly ran to where the backpacks were placed and reached out to touch everyone's bag one by one.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the little sea otter who had just led them was sleeping soundly on Ma Tuan's neck.

So Blore walked over carefully and took the sleeping little otter into his arms.

The little sea otter, who was awakened, opened his hazy eyes and whimpered softly twice, as if protesting against being disturbed in his sweet dream. At the same time, he kept twisting his little body, as if he wanted to return to Ma Tuan's arms.

However, at this time, Ma Tuan's heart had already become as hard as stone, and he was unwilling to even look at the little sea otter.

"Okay, let's get ready to go! I'll lead the way."

Ma Tuan stood up and spoke to everyone with a hint of sadness in his voice that was hard to conceal.

After everyone nodded in agreement, they followed Ma Tuan on a new journey.

I saw the green stone walls around emitting a long halo, like a mysterious and beautiful painting unfolding before my eyes.

Not far from them, a small and exquisite waterfall was still rushing down happily, the water hitting the rocks, splashing water and making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The whole space is filled with a peaceful, tranquil, comfortable atmosphere that makes people indulge in it.

Waves of steaming water vapor blow in from time to time, gently brushing everyone's cheeks and bringing a hint of coolness.

Not long after, Ma Tuan's originally depressed mood gradually improved. His originally dull eyes narrowed into a slit again, and a fox-like smile quietly appeared on his face. He suddenly rushed towards Blore and started playing with him again.

At the same time, the poor little sea otter was still whimpering unwillingly. Its tender cries occasionally blended with the rising water vapor, forming a unique and beautiful melody.