Butler Wang smiled sinisterly. "Master, Madam, Young Master, you have to move faster. We can't take away such a big house, so we can only burn it down."
In the past, the servants whom they could order around at will, turned against them like demons.
The torches in their hands lit up the house.
Strangely, the entire house seemed to have been doused with oil, and the fire spread out extremely quickly.
The servants all ran away.
Master Wang, Madam Wang, and Wang Xu stood up with difficulty. The pain in their bodies made them feel like they were in hell. Every step they took felt like they were walking on the edge of a knife. Their desire to survive forced them to run out of the mansion with all their might.
They didn't want to die.
Wang Xu was young after all and ran out the fastest.
Madam Wang stretched out her hand. "Xu, help me."
In such a raging fire, Wang Xu surely wouldn't risk his life to help his mother.