The two subordinates followed behind, and the fire inside the house grew larger and larger, gradually starting to engulf everything, making the backs of the people feel hot. Luo Xiao's figure was straight, and he walked very slowly. When he reached the back door, he still looked back.
A glance into the endless distance.
He squinted his eyes, and his eyes were lit up by the flames that occasionally darted out of the windows. Luo Xiao choked back his emotions; he eventually did these two things.
He believed he was not wrong. Perhaps others would think he was, but Luo Xiao thought, what was lost couldn't be compensated for, and the only thing he could do for Xiao Ran was just this.
Simply this.
The black sedan was parked outside, and the two subordinates went over to open the car door.
Luo Xiao maintained his posture of turning back, not moving an inch.
