He gritted his teeth, dodged the crystal chandeliers and other burned decorations that kept falling, and just as he rushed to the corridor, he was hit by a wave of scorching fire that felt like a slap, coughing painfully several times before pausing in place.
"Mu Rou—Mu Rou—" He adjusted his breathing, calling out to the sea of fire that had turned hellish, impossible for anyone to break through.
In such a blaze, if Mu Rou was really inside, it would most likely be a grim fate!
Bai Cheng'an's coat had already been dried out by the fire and was now faintly at risk of catching fire.
He was struggling between rushing into the inferno to save someone who might no longer exist and staying by Qian Sisi's side to live well!
This struggle lasted only two seconds; he gritted his teeth again, wrapping his coat tightly around himself.
Even if he were to be buried in the flames with Mu Rou today, it would be better than living with the regret that he might have rescued a living Mu Rou!
