At that moment, a crowd had gathered below the inn, though no one knew when.
Fang Shuwen glanced outside, then gently patted Long Qingzhi.
"Can you still stand?"
Long Qingzhi opened her eyes, looked at Fang Shuwen, and nodded. She rose from the bed, but as soon as she took a step, she swayed unsteadily.
Fang Shuwen steadied her. Suddenly, Long Qingzhi heard a THUD.
Something seemed to have been thrown in through the window. Turning her head, she saw Fang Shuwen reach out, a torch already in his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, he tossed it back out the window.
In that instant, a series of panicked shouts erupted from within the inn:
"Which bastard is throwing torches into the inn?"
"Are you trying to burn your old man to death?"
"This is outrageous! You dogs outside, I'll see you in hell for this!"
As angry shouts and curses echoed, the entire inn was suddenly engulfed in roaring flames.
At the same time, two figures burst through the window and into Fang Shuwen's room.
