Wen Yanqing found Lin Gantang on the second floor. She had her eyes closed and was unconscious. The flames were licking at the surroundings and the hanging sunlight lamp fell. Wen Yanqing unhesitatingly rushed forward to protect her. The corner of the lamp hit his head and Wen Yanqing's view blurred. The intense pain shot through his body and his view turned a misty red.
He gritted his teeth, picked Lin Gantang up, and rushed out.
The second he left, flames rose behind him, and the smoke suddenly grew.
Suddenly, a piece of glass exploded under the high temperature, and shards flew out and cut Wen Yanqing's face. He couldn't care less about himself and ran for the exit with all his might.
Blood trickled down his face, and the burnt skin on his arm was in excruciating pain. However, he hugged Lin Gantang tightly. Even if his arm was broken, he would not let go.