"Why was it so hot?"
Just as Yang Xiaohai thought that, a familiar smell suddenly reached his nose—the smell of burning wood. As a cook, he smelled it every day while preparing meals, so he knew it all too well.
As the scent of firewood grew stronger and the aroma of roasting meat mingled within it, his heart lurched.
Stepping on his wife's feet, Yang Xiaohai clung to the wall and cautiously poked his head out from behind it.
The moment his head emerged, his face was scorched by heat, and his pupils contracted sharply.
Yang Xiaohai saw that the distant inn and shops had actually caught fire! The entire buildings came crashing down amid the flames, then ignited everything around them! They were using Fire Attack!
No matter which side had set the fire, for Yang Xiaohai, trapped inside at this moment, it was practically a catastrophe crashing down upon his head.
If he did not run, he would only be burned alive. But if he ran outside, he would be dragged into their battle.
Yang Xiaohai, back on the ground, spun around in panic. "Senior Brother Li, what do we do?! Senior Brother Li!"
The moment the words left his mouth, he realized that Senior Brother Li, who could seemingly do anything, was not here at all. This time, he had to find a way himself.
Looking back at the high wall that was destined to be impossible to scale, Yang Xiaohai's grip on the Rotten Wood Ruyi tightened and loosened by turns.
He took out the pills he had painstakingly refined from his chest, counted them carefully, then drew out several talismans.
This was everything he could rely on now. If he encountered enemies, he could only depend on these to stay alive.
Seeing the distant fire