Zhan Lingtao sprinted downstairs, and just as one foot crossed into the living room, he saw Ou Lan running out as if escaping for her life, grabbing his hand and rushing outside, "Run for it, run for it, there's a fire, the castle is about to collapse."
Zhan Lingtao, "..."
"Ou Xiaolan, did you set the kitchen on fire?"
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
"You even managed to burn the kitchen while making breakfast, you are truly a marvel."
"Who is this all for? It's for you, you troublesome kid. If it weren't for you, I would definitely be sleeping at my own house last night, right now enjoying the chicken soup rice noodles cooked by my dad."
Zhan Lingtao, "..." Was this his fault now?
The two of them dashed out of the castle and stood in the yard, Ou Lan coughing nonstop, while Zhan Lingtao looked towards the direction of the kitchen and saw plumes of thick smoke floating out of the windows.
