"Meow~"
"Meow~~"
In the darkness, Yan Huan seemed to hear that strange sound again.
"Meow..."
He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the surroundings had grown even colder.
"Meow? I don't have one of those... Wait, I do. No... I don't."
While splashing water over Yan Huan with a bucket, Phainon urged anxiously:
"Are you awake yet? If you don't get up, your hair's going to burn away!"
"Huh?"
Yan Huan abruptly woke up and sat straight up. The first thing he did was touch his hair.
"I was kidding. Your hair can't burn at all."
"..."
Yan Huan looked up at Phainon.
"What happened? Why am I lying here?"
Phainon tossed the bucket aside and said helplessly:
"According to the witnesses who put out the fire, you were trying to wake up Mr. Dan Heng when you suddenly yawned, and then the two of you fell asleep together."
"It's hard to imagine how exhausted you two must have been."
"But... could you first explain how you managed to start a fire in the Cloud Stone Celestial Palace, where there's water everywhere?"
"Emmmmm..."
Yan Huan looked around, trying to find Dan Heng.
"Mr. Dan Heng has already gone out to help put out the fire."
Phainon reminded him:
"Your liquid fuel leaked out of the private Bath Palace, causing quite a lot of trouble."
"May I ask... what did you originally intend to use that fuel for?"
Phainon was rather puzzled.
"Were you researching how to repair the train cars?"
"No, we were simply burning things." Yan Huan replied.
Phainon: "..."
Yan Huan: "We didn't intend to pour out that much, but when Dan Heng was carrying the bucket, he suddenly stepped on the oil and slipped, causing the oil barrel to fall onto the ground as well..."