"Clang clang."
The wooden roof made a muffled sound, passing through the noisy commotion and reaching Li Mochan's ears.
He squinted at the ceiling. Black smoke swirled around, and it was night, making it hard to see clearly.
"Master."
Wei Nan rushed over, and seeing the fire with its "fangs and claws" outstretched, he felt a shock in his heart.
Could it be that Ye Jiuliang was trapped inside?
The next second, Baona's voice, filled with sobs, confirmed his guess.
"Our boss is still inside, save her quickly."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Tian and others had grave expressions and hurried to fetch the hose to help put out the fire.
"Whoosh—"
The water splashed, but the fire showed no signs of dying down.
Upon receiving the news, the resort staff all rushed to the scene, and the fire brigade arrived at high speed.