"There is a cellar, but don't tell me you're naive enough to think you can hide from the Chaos Fire in it?" Madam Zhao's eyes, like shimmering water, looked at me with a hint of coolness in her expression, "This Chaos Fire, if mishandled, could burn down the entire mountain."
I smiled at her, "Or maybe, if things go wrong, the ancient paintings would burn as well. In that case, if you manage to send me out of the mountain, would I not be burnt to death?"
"Hahaha, I'm so incredibly delighted, I want to recognize you as my goddaughter. Your kind of personality suits me perfectly." Madam Zhao, throwing off her gentle and elegant demeanor, grabbed my hand and laughed boldly, "Come, let's go play in the cellar. At worst, it's just a big fire that will burn those lousy bastard's ancient paintings too."
This Madam Zhao, full of vigor and brilliance, was truly a heroic woman of the era.
Like Hua Mulan, like Mu Guiying!
