The moment their eyes met, the two old men looked into Feng Ling's eyes and were startled.
Matriarch Feng looked at her with tears in her eyes. Her hands trembled as she raised them, but as she looked at her, she anxiously and helplessly stretched her hands toward the fire. "This… this… child… this…"
"What are you two doing here?" Li Nanheng sensed the seriousness of the matter from the two elders' eyes. He frowned. "What happened?"
Grandfather Feng's eyes also fell on Feng Ling, but he didn't have time to say anything. The moment he saw Li Nanheng, he raised his hand and pointed at the fire. "They are inside… They went in to look for you… Quick, think of a way to save them!"
Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows. "Them? Who?"
