Lin Hai was unaware that the fire had begun as a conspiracy.
At this moment, he had gathered his Gang Qi, blackened his face with soot, and feigned a state of utter disarray. After making sure he was the only one left in the music stairway classroom, he finally let down his guard and breathed a sigh of relief.
The door had been sealed by the fire, which made escape difficult for ordinary people, because the windows were situated over three meters high, unreachable for most, and with the fire intensifying, thick smoke swirled above.
But none of these posed a problem for Lin Hai. He patiently waited for the surveillance camera's cables to be burned through, after which he could easily break through the window and escape.
Outside, the fire department's trucks had arrived, and a group of firefighters was quickly setting up their hoses.
"Why hasn't my brother-in-law come out yet?" Ruoshuang's face was full of worry.
