Staring at the raging fire before him, Mo Dashan, holding a fire match stick, was completely dumbfounded.
He had intended to start a fire to burn some wood and cause trouble for Mo Qingze, but he hadn't set the fire yet, so how did it start burning on its own?
Seeing the fire growing fiercer with the help of the wind, and the flames nearly reaching the thatched huts nearby, Mo Dashan snapped out of his reverie and rushed to the house closest to the fire, pounding on the door and shouting, "Fire, fire, wake up and put out the fire!"
The temperature was getting more and more scorching. If the fire wasn't extinguished soon, all the thatched houses in the area would be destroyed, and there might even be casualties. Mo Dashan was truly panicked.