The fire began to spread.
Ling Tian was surprised by He Dong's actions. That man without hesitation casted fire magic to harm Isaac. Ling Tian quickly pushed him away.
"Stop it, you bastard!"
He Dong tumbled down, his injured stomach screaming in pain. Glaring at Ling Tian, he got up as the flames that burned his body grew bigger and hotter. The stuff in the tent started to burn.
Ling Tian began to panic at the sight.
"Stop it! You want to burn down this camp."
However, He Dong had already lost his mind. He didn't care anymore.
"Shut up, Ling Tian... That crazy man can't control his mouth."
"You're the crazy one here!" retorted Ling Tian.
Isaac only chuckled. Naturally, his reaction raised a question for the two men before him, especially He Dong. He looked even angrier as his temples bulged.
"What's so funny asshole!?" A hateful tone came out of He Dong's mouth.
