A stormy night

Xiao Luo made it out of the flames covered entirely in a layer of soot. His clothes were singed and still smoking, and he looked as if he had just come out from an earthen stove in a rural village.

Gu Qianxue didn't look any better, her fair skin and pretty face were almost black, smeared with dirty smudges of ash and soot. Her clothes fared no better and were badly singed and burnt in places. Her eyes were tearing from the thick smoke, her eyes all red and smarting.

"Brother!"

Xiao Ruyi had just arrived at the scene and ran to Xiao Luo, calling out to him. She was deeply shocked by the condition he was in, covered in ash and soot. She gasped when she saw the severe burns on the back of his hands.

"Ruyi..."

Xiao Luo finally managed a smile as he felt an incredible relief from seeing his sister alive.

Xiao Ruyi cried, and tears were streaming down from her cheek, "Why are you so silly? There's a big fire in there! Why'd you rush in like that?"