Yuan Shishi and the bird-headed demon screamed terribly as they were burned.
They had thought that, with their scholarly stature, handling a little girl's flames would be no trouble at all. But they hadn't anticipated the fire growing so fierce that even they couldn't bear it.
Ai Xiaoyu said, "I'm going to burn you two bad guys alive."
Then her expression became somewhat ferocious.
Ma Lin didn't like what he saw. Indeed, this was Aike's daughter— not only was she obstinate but also malicious.
The bird-headed demon and Yuan Shishi lay on the ground, rolling around nonstop. Logically, their struggles should have been intense, yet the flames had devoured their extraordinary power, leaving them without a shred of strength, like fish wilted by the sun, struggling at death's door.
A question lingered in Ma Lin's mind: should he execute these two vicious beings in such a cruel manner?
If what they said was true, then they indeed deserved to die.
