The flower room was dark when a shadow sneaked in and hid behind the door's flower rack.
That shadow could only be Lord Black Impermanence.
Luo Changde dug with a shovel a few times before squatting down to dig with his hands. From Zhou Xufang's perspective, she could only see his back and his frantic digging.
Without warning, a burst of flame suddenly appeared before her eyes, and a fierce fire started all around.
Outside the flower room, someone broke in with a bang, kicking open the door.
"Housekeeper Tang."
Eight years ago, Luo Changde wasn't so thin and was quite robust.
Tang Guangji, seeing it was him, was shocked, "Young master, with such a big fire, why have you come in too?"
He said, eyes reflecting the towering flames, "Give me the person."
The person on his back was barely conscious, and Tang Guangji, careful to avoid the still-burning wooden flower rack, said, "I'll carry her, you get out quickly, the fire is getting bigger."
