The sky above the forest was already filled with thick smoke, and the sea of flames had dyed half of the sky red.
After dealing with the Bi brothers, Fatty and Fu Hu waited patiently at the periphery of the forest for a while to ensure that there would not be any more people coming.
If there were still people coming, then of course, they would also be killed too…
Fatty and Fu Hu looked at each other. After a long while, there was still no one coming.
The fire in the forest had reached its peak. From a distance, one could feel waves of steaming air. It hit one's face, making one's mouth dry and tongue dry, and their skin and eyes dry.
"It seems that no one will come. Even if there are people coming, it should be time for us to go back and 'report'!"
Fu Hu rubbed his chin. The honest look he had when he spoke to Bi Ji had long disappeared from his face. His two tiger-like eyes were shining brightly, and his expression was calm yet thoughtful.