Xiang Ying did not immediately extend a helping hand.
The moonlight illuminated the shock in her eyes, and Pei Qinglin watched helplessly as Xiang Ying took two steps back.
"Mr. Wang?!"
While calling out Xiang Ying's name, he and his companion slashed at the poisonous snakes swarming up with their swords.
The next second, eerie flames burst from the cave entrance.
When Pei Qinglin looked up again, he saw that Xiang Ying had already lit a torch.
She stood at the entrance, gazing downward, the flames jumping in her phoenix eyes, her previous surprise having turned into a pitch-black calm.
Pei Qinglin exclaimed in astonishment, "Mr. Wang, what are you planning to do?!"
Xiang Ying did not answer, instead, she flung the torch directly into the pit of snakes.
Immediately afterward, she threw several lit cloths into it as well.
In that moment, the inside of the snake pit blazed brightly, with orange-red flames rolling upward, sending waves of heat surging.
