Xie Liangchen watched the long tongue of flame spewing from Song Xian's Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet.
The fire was fiercer than any flames she had seen before, reaching a distance of at least ten feet.
Xie Liangchen gazed at the firelight.
"Master," Chang An stepped forward and whispered, "Miss Xie asks if she can come closer to take a look."
Seeing the straw man not far off, ignited by the Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet, ordinary women would have already fled the scene, but she wanted to approach.
This is why he did not place the Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet in her hands.
Seeing Song Xian nod, Xie Liangchen eagerly walked forward.
Xie Liangchen probably understood why the Daoist said that seeing the Fierce Fire Oil Cabinet inspired the idea for a wind box. If a wind box could have such powerful airflow, it would be enough to make the blacksmith's furnace burn even stronger.
