"Then I'll give it a try."
Without using the Eyes of Identification, Zhou Yuan could tell that this flame was left by Mr. Ma's old friend. Given the person's age, they should be retiring soon, so they were probably looking for a suitable user for the "Seed Fire" before retiring.
"Put your hand in, and the Seed Fire will judge whether you are suitable or not."
Mr. Ma opened the lid of the icebox, and a wave of heat burst out.
The flame, as brilliant as light, burned, emitting a bright glow.
Zhou Yuan put his hand in, expecting to feel a scorching burn, but contrary to his expectations, he only felt a warm and peaceful sensation, like soaking in a hot bath.
Mr. Ma's eyes widened with anticipation. Could it work?
"Hiss..."
Zhou Yuan suddenly let out a cry of pain. The warmth vanished, replaced by the agony of being burned by flames. He endured it for a few seconds before quickly withdrawing his hand.
His skin was bright red.
