"Why don't you jump a little?" The Second Prince, noticing the Fifth Prince's embarrassment, kindly suggested.
"You!" The Fifth Prince's face instantly turned red with anger. He snorted, sat down where he was, and rubbed his numb legs.
Yan Luan smiled and wiped Huo Su's face with a handkerchief: "Oh, so you're Huo Lian's brother? Quickly tell me, have you killed Huo Lian?"
The Second Prince wouldn't have it this time. He snatched Yan Luan's handkerchief, rummaged around in his arms for a long time, and finally pulled out a fire striker, intending to burn the handkerchief that had touched Huo Su.
"Huff! Puff!" The Second Prince puffed up his cheeks and blew hard, but the handkerchief only got a few sparks and refused to catch fire.
Yan Luan couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Do you think a tribute-quality fabric burns easily?" As she spoke, she flicked the handkerchief with her finger, and it instantly "whoosh" caught fire.
