In the dark mountain night, aside from the fiery temple, everything else was pitch black. Occasional lightning bolts zigzagged across the sky, providing Shi Rongguang and his men a glimpse of their surroundings.
Although a torrential downpour had commenced, the temple fire was already blazing fiercely, and this amount of rain was far from enough to put out such a large fire.
Shi Rongguang stood not far from the dilapidated temple, drenched in rainwater, but his face was still glowing with excitement.
"Humph, you want to challenge me? You're still too green," Shi Rongguang said coldly, wiping the rain off his face.
In Shi Rongguang's plan, as long as Lin Chuan was lured up the mountain and a raging fire set ablaze, Lin Chuan would be disfigured, and Huang Mengqi probably wouldn't like him anymore, giving Shi Rongguang a chance to take advantage of the situation.
