With Zhang Songlin metallurgizing with his bare hands to seal the ghost away, the crisis in front of them seemed to have safely passed. Li Yi, after resting for a good while, gradually calmed down and accepted this reality. Although the truth was somewhat cruel for him, that was the fact.
"This fire is very strange, arriving just at the right moment as if it's the nemesis of that thing. Did you set this fire?" Zhang Songlin now looked at the flames nearby that had begun to extinguish themselves, couldn't help but ask with a bit of curiosity. He looked at this young man called Yang Wei and felt that this person emitted an air of extraordinariness.
It's just that the name, I don't know who came up with it, it's quite frustrating, how could a man be named Yang Wei.
"This fire is not something I could set."
