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In the dead of night.
Xiao Poor Thing nervously watched Chu Ge's back, and under her gaze, flames blazed rapidly over his body.
Chu Ge began to speed up, quickly rushing into the grove.
The fire started to grow larger, and upon touching the leaves, spread instantly.
In no time, thick smoke wafted through the woods, visible even under the veil of night.
Soon after, a series of strange, mournful howls erupted.
Hoarse.
Resentful.
The sound swiftly changed to human speech.
"You madman! I'll remember you!"
For plants, flame is the greatest threat.
When the fire spread throughout the entire grove, Chu Ge ran out from the sea of flames with Raging Flame Separation burning fiercely on his body.
As he approached Xiao Poor Thing, the flames on his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Standing before Xiao Poor Thing, he had returned to his normal state.
"Let's go," Chu Ge whispered, his expression calm.
Xiao Poor Thing immediately followed behind him.
