"Hurry up and light the fire!"
Xue Yuantong was starving and urgently needed Jiang Ning's help.
Even with strangers nearby, she remained perfectly open about it. Jiang Ning had performed magic in class before; it wasn't some shameful skill.
"Mm." Jiang Ning walked over to the iron pot. Xue Yuantong thoughtfully moved over a small stool for him so he could sit comfortably and perform at his best.
Xue Chuchu, beside them, stared intently. She was curious about Jiang Ning's magic.
She had never seen magic that could light a fire.
The little girl eating seaweed opened her eyes wide. These people's picnic was unlike anyone else's on Little Grassland.
Jiang Ning reached beneath the pot and covered the wood with his hand. He activated his Spiritual Energy, and a red flame suddenly sprang from his palm. In the next second, it spread across the bottom of the pot.
"Careful, you'll get burned!" Xue Chuchu hurriedly warned him, thinking Jiang Ning's hand had been caught in the fire.
"It's fine, he knows magic." Xue Yuantong was not worried about Jiang Ning in the slightest. In places no one else knew about, Jiang Ning had performed it for her several times.
Jiang Ning calmly withdrew his hand. The branches beneath the iron pot were now blazing brightly.
The little girl was so stunned that she forgot to eat her seaweed, and her father was equally dumbfounded.
"Brother, how did you light that fire? Did you put fuel on your hand?"
Xue Chuchu stared at Jiang Ning's hand. It looked no different from a normal hand, with long, especially attractive fingers.
Jiang Ning said, "Practice makes perfect."
Once the fire was lit, Xue Yuantong had no time to talk and began cooking.
She had specifically brought an apron for cooking and tied