Huo Wu let out a cold hum and, with a gentle wave of her delicate hand, recalled the Nirvana True Flame. The members of the four ancient clans acted as if granted a pardon. Sparks were already burning on Han Ming’s black robe, and he was flailing in a panic to put out the flames, his expression a mix of shock and fury. "Little girl, you..."
"Shut up!" Huo Wu’s phoenix-like eyes flashed with murderous intent as nine Fire Phoenixes simultaneously let out a clear, piercing cry. "If any of you dare show disrespect to my Young Master again, this lady will turn you all into roasted pigs today!"
Seeing this, Ling Xiao felt a mixture of warmth and helplessness. He gently pressed down on Huo Wu’s shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't be impulsive." Then, turning to the others, he cupped his fists and said, "Gentlemen, today's affair was purely a misunderstanding. We shall take our leave now, and I hope you can make things easy for us."
Chapter 102