Mu Lei looked at him sympathetically, "Have you been playing around too much with the ladies while you were inside the Fantian Palace? How can you burn so badly just by igniting a fire? Sigh, you have to be more well behaved. Otherwise, you may get worse sooner or later." Then he shook his head and entered the cabin.
Mu Yun felt like he wanted to cry. His face was burnt and could not be cleaned in a short time. Usually, he liked to put down his hair because he thought he looked more charming that way. However, his hair had been burnt and was now very short. Perhaps he should tie them up now. But he did not have any hair to tie…
He used his teeth to tear off a corner of his clothes. When he was about to tie up his hair, the wind blew again, and he heard a person land beside him.
