Yang Fei held Lin Xueyi like that, throughout the entire night.

The next day, Lin Xueyi and Yang Fei boarded a plane bound for Yannan.

Lin Xueyi pinned a small white flower to her hair, as a token of mourning.

She became silent and taciturn, her once vibrant face now incredibly haggard, which was heartbreaking.

The two got off the plane and hurriedly took a cab, rushing towards the Lanting Hotel.

All the way, Lin Xueyi's eyes were red, and she remained silent.

Yang Fei also didn't know how to comfort her, making the atmosphere eerily quiet.

Woo!

At that moment, numerous sirens wailed long, and the shrill cries of fire trucks resonated throughout the city.

And from the sounds of it, they were all heading in the direction of University Town.

Yang Fei abruptly sat up straight.

He and Lin Xueyi exchanged glances, both somewhat perplexed and apprehensive.

In his heart, Yang Fei faintly sensed an ominous foreboding.

He began urging the taxi driver, "Master, could you please speed up?"

The taxi driver responded, and indeed accelerated.

After just turning two streets, they could see from the direction of University Town, thick smoke billowing and flames soaring.

The bright red flames cast half of the sky into a crimson glow.

"That place... that's our Lanting Hotel, what happened?"

Lin Xueyi recognized it instantly, almost leaping up in urgency.

Yang Fei's heart sank.

He naturally discerned that the fire was indeed in the Lanting Hotel.

By the time Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi arrived at the scene, frantic with anxiety,

The fire at the Lanting Hotel had become uncontrollable, with flames already leaping to the second floor.

Three or four fire trucks and firefighters had also arrived at the scene.

Li Hong and others were covered in ash, Zhang Lifang's hair was disheveled, and she stood outside wearing a robe, trembling with fright.

Besides them, many other guests had also fled outside.

They were all terrified to death.

Lin Xueyi and Yang Fei rushed over.

Upon seeing Yang Fei, Li Hong looked as if she had seen a savior.

"Brother Fei, President Su and a family of three are trapped on the second floor, what do we do?"

"What, there are still people inside? President Su is also there…"

Lin Xueyi was nearly driven mad.

If people died in the hotel fire, she, as the owner, would not be able to shirk responsibility, and might even end up in prison.

Lives were at stake.

Yang Fei looked at the hotel's ground floor, now completely encased by fire, smoke billowing.

And on the second floor, fire breached multiple points, his heart equally burning with urgency.

"Where's Mad Blade, where did Mad Blade go?"

Yang Fei asked while grabbing a blanket from underground.

He snatched a high-pressure water gun from the firefighters and wet the blanket.

"Big Brother Kuangdao just went to the Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse a moment ago, and as soon as he left, this fire started."

Li Hong was so distraught she stomped her feet, crying as she spoke.

Yang Fei's heart sank again.

He vaguely felt that this situation was not as simple as it appeared.

"I'm going to save them."

Yang Fei draped the completely soaked blanket over himself.

He also covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel, and dashed towards the hotel entrance.

"Yang Fei, don't go, it's dangerous!"

"Brother Fei, be careful!"

...

Lin Xueyi, Zhang Lifang, and Li Hong all yelled out.

The firefighters had already established a blockade.

They watched as Yang Fei charged like a cannonball, and began to shout in alarm.

Two firefighters forcibly tried to stop Yang Fei.

"Comrade, it's dangerous, you can't go in anymore."

Yang Fei's feet slightly circled.

Both firefighters lunged at nothing and watched as the guy charged into the fire without a backward glance.

The oncoming wave of heat was suffocating.

Yang Fei lowered his head and bent over, rushing forward like some kind of crawling beast.

The wet blanket on his back protected his body well, but his calves still suffered unbearable burns.

At this point, Yang Fei couldn't worry about that anymore.

He dashed into the hotel like lightning.

In the lobby, on the stairs, counters, sofas—anywhere that could burn was ablaze.

The air was filled with the pungent odors of sulfur and gasoline.

Damn, this was a case of deliberate arson!

Yang Fei clenched his teeth in the dark.

The oncoming flames scorched off his eyebrows and hair, and his feet blistered from the burn.

Yang Fei made it to the second floor, where the hallway too was engulfed in flames.

Several hotel room doors were wide open.

Apparently, the guests had rushed out in panic, unable to close them.

The room at the far north end of the second floor was completely submerged in flames.

Cries for help echoed from the room: "Help, help..."

Wrapped in a wet blanket, Yang Fei found it hard to breathe.

He crawled along the wall and pushed the door.

The door had melted and fused with the wall due to the intense heat.

No wonder the people inside couldn't run out.

Yang Fei summoned his divine power and began to ram the door with his shoulder.

After several bangs, the door didn't budge.

Yang Fei yelled, and the Tiger Extreme Force and Tortoise Extreme Force operated at full speed.

Essence Qi within his body erupted to its limit, and he charged forward bodily.

With a loud bang, the metal door cracked open.

Yang Fei rammed it a couple more times. The twisted door frame creaked, and finally the door opened.

Yang Fei rushed in. The room too was engulfed in flames and filled with thick smoke.

Yang Fei began searching for people in the room.

Shortly after, following the cries for help, he indeed found a man, a woman, and a little girl cornered in the bathroom.

The couple clutched their child tightly in the middle.

Thick, billowing smoke caused the three to cough incessantly.

The little girl's eyes were tightly shut; she had passed out.

A few more minutes of burning, and even if the building didn't collapse, this family of three would undoubtedly be suffocated to death.

Yang Fei handed the wet blanket to the man and quickly tore off a piece of the burning carpet, soaking it and draping it over himself.

He roared, "Stand up and charge with me, to the terrace!"

The man and woman, holding the child and draped with the wet blanket,

covered their noses and mouths with wet towels and followed Yang Fei out of the room.

Watching the family of three reach the terrace, Yang Fei then rushed to the eastern side to Su Yinxue's room.

He burst into the room and, amid the dense smoke, spotted Su Yinxue lying motionless on the floor from afar.

The fire had engulfed the carpet, and flames were already licking Su Yinxue's dress.

A heaviness settled in Yang Fei's heart, and he dove forward.

He first extinguished the flames on Su Yinxue's body, then checked her nose and found she still had a faint breath.

In this critical moment, Yang Fei couldn't consider anything else.

He picked up Su Yinxue, draped in the wet carpet, and burst out of the room.

Boom!

Something exploded.

The blast threw both Yang Fei and Su Yinxue to the ground.

Yang Fei, rolling and crawling, carried Su Yinxue towards the third-floor terrace.

Behind him, the flames spread relentlessly.

He made it to the terrace exit only to find that the family from earlier was huddled together at the terrace door, crying loudly.

It turned out, the terrace's metal door had been locked from the outside.

Yang Fei looked back to see flames snaking up along the stairway clutter, burning their way forward.

As the smoke billowed upwards, his heart turned ice cold.

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