Flames soared into the sky, and the loss of our ancestral home was inevitable; no one could change that. At best, we might extinguish the fire, and to restore it to its original state was an extremely arduous task.
The several old fellows who escaped were immediately putting out the fire, and suddenly, thunder rumbled and heavy rain poured down, suppressing the blaze. It slowly dwindled, and as the rain grew heavier, the fire was eventually quenched.
Ling Tianyu saw everything and remained silent. He wasn't involved, and his sole purpose was destruction; his goal achieved, there was nothing more needed from him.
Gao Jinglun watched the fire being put out and heaved a sigh of relief. The cause must be investigated - who was behind this, and who was it that kicked him just now? It was infuriating, utterly despicable and shameless.
To resort to such dirty tricks.
