The cold wind blew past, fluttering the hem of Jiang Shu's clothes as he raised his head, his eyes staring intently at the approaching Du Yuyi.
"You are not Du Yuyi," Jiang Shu said calmly, a ball of blue flame already forming in his hand. He flipped his palm over, and the blue flame poured onto the ground like a liquid.
In an instant, the blue flame condensed into a line of fire on the ground, stretching between Jiang Shu and "Du Yuyi."
"Du Yuyi" stood before the blue flame, her expression changing drastically, revealing a look of terror, "You! Damn it, what on earth is this?"
Seeing that the other party had slipped up, Jiang Shu didn't keep watching. The blue flame on the ground surged up, wrapped around Du Yuyi's body, and in an instant, reduced her to ashes.
"It seems... a bit easier," Jiang Shu mused inwardly, blinking as if he had discovered some trick.
He recalled what the skinny butler had said earlier; that guy also seemed to be quite wary of this kind of blue flame.
