Fu Zhen woke up and never mentioned the details after the fire broke out to anyone, including Liang Zhi.
Mainly because the feeling of the flames engulfing her was too profound, just thinking about that fire seemed to make it reignite before her eyes anytime.
Who could repeatedly endure such suffering?
So no matter how much she hated Xu Yin, she never considered going to see him.
She was very familiar with this Baihe Temple; even if she took a wrong turn, she had many ways to escape, so she wasn't in a hurry.
But no one expected her to run into Xu Yin at this moment!
The light and shadow shifted, and footsteps echoed.
Fu Zhen's fingernails dug into the chair back, and she turned around.
That traitor stood three feet away, holding a lamp, with his robe draped loosely, squinting his eyes, and scrutinizing her!
Six years ago, he was also holding a lamp, igniting the oil on her body!
Fu Zhen pulled a smile.
