"Madness, that Huaxia man has gone mad!" the injured Ninjas watched as Lin Tian, engulfed in flames, spoke in trembling whispers.
They retreated again, fearing that Lin Tian might charge at them and drag them down with him, perishing together.
"Miss, Second Miss, don't come over, trust me, everything will be alright!" Lin Tian shouted loudly.
The flames continued to burn, spreading downwards along his chest and back, the licking of the flames was unbearably painful, and Lin Tian furrowed his brows deeply. Fortunately, he had the body of a zombie, so his hair didn't singe; otherwise, he would have turned into a hairless chicken. The only advantage was that it was as if he was wearing a suit of flame armor, no longer needing to worry about being seen naked.
