A layer of darkness covered Su Qian's body. It was as if she had fallen into a coal pit and was only fished out. Her entire body was pitch-black, and her hairstyle was completely blown apart. It was even smoking slightly, making people feel extremely comical just by looking at her.
After wiping the black ash off her fair face, Su Qian evenly spread the remaining black ashes on her face. She didn't forget to raise her hand and wave it, comforting everyone, "Relax, relax. It's not a big deal. It's just a furnace explosion."
Ignoring the stunned and tense expressions of everyone, Su Qian looked at Xiao Yan. "Do you need your room now?"
"Not at the moment. What do you want to do?" Xiao Yan watched as Su Qian strode towards his room in pitch-black clothes.
"Lend it to me," Su Qian said as she went to Xiao Yan's room.
Everyone watched as Su Qian closed the door, and an extremely bad premonition rose in their hearts.