Feng Wu said, "Master Rong Yang, will you tell the cultivators with the water attribute to come back up, please?"
"Why do you have so many impossible requests?!" The old steward glared at her.
However, to his surprise, Master Rong Yang agreed.
Everyone was speechless.
Feng Wu cupped her hands at Master Rong Yang before jumping into the well.
The water attribute cultivators were all frustrated, and Lin, their leader, yelled in exasperation, "What's going on? The fire is out of control already! Why were we told to come back out?!"
The other cultivators didn't agree with the decision either.
The old steward glowered.
Zuo Qingyu said, "Because Miss Feng Wu said that she could extinguish the fire all by herself."
"Hah!" Lin smirked.
"There are 15 of us here, but even after exerting all our strength, we couldn't stop the fire from spreading. How can an ignorant girl make such an arrogant claim?!"
