Feng Dingchu had rescued Huzi.
When the fire started, Huzi was still sleeping, and now the young man was blackened by the thick smoke.
Thankfully, he wasn't burned.
Following the traces left on the ground, Feng Dingchu quickly found the cave in the back mountain.
But unexpectedly, just as he was about to approach, something felt off under his feet.
What had he stepped on?
"Lady, don't move!" Mrs. Sun, with her sharp eyes, saw the figure in the distance that had been blurred by the smoke.
"It will... it will explode..."
These were the words of Lady Ali, it will explode; they weren't exactly sure what it meant, having never seen it themselves.
But if Lady Ali said it would explode, then it definitely would explode; they trusted her.
Feng Dingchu glanced down, Huzi beside him was already scared and crying.
What was stepped on hadn't exploded yet—does it mean it would explode only if released?
Thunderbolt Grenade?
He glanced at Huzi, "Don't cry."