(*/＼*) They really were offering way too much.
The sun was gradually sinking in the west. Nearly an hour had passed since Zhang Chulan finished eating and left, and the village's current situation was still unknown.
At any rate, as the afternoon sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds and fell across the lanes and alleys of the quiet, deserted Biyou Village, adding a few notes of desolation and bleakness to the mountain hamlet, Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong were leisurely drinking tea in this courtyard after eating their fill, while Annie dozed off beside them. They hadn't heard a single unusual sound.
Then, at last, the quiet village changed. Annie was nodding off, while Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong were cuddling up together, wondering whether to go inside and play cards.
Boom—!
Boom! Boom!
Far away, someone had apparently done something, because huge bursts of flame suddenly shot up into the sky.
In the light of the explosions, terrifying tongues of fire and dragons of flame devoured the villagers' thatched cottages, wooden lofts, and pretty tiled houses. The flames quickly joined into one vast blaze, which began spreading toward the place where Zhuge Qing, Fu Rong, and Annie were.
The scene and the commotion would have made anyone who didn't know better think the company had sent bombers to attack the place!
Fortunately, as Inhumans, Zhuge Qing, Fu Rong, and Annie could all clearly see that someone was deliberately setting fires with gasoline bombs. From a distance, it looked like another person was chasing after them, and every so often the two of them would briefly trade blows amid the roaring flames.
"They really started a fire."
"It's begun..."
"Are they really going to burn this place to the ground?"
Looking at the distant flames, Fu Rong had already known