"Second Lady, are you asleep?"
For a moment, the candlelight inside flickered, but there was no response.
Zheng Xiu knocked a few more times.
CRASH!
The room was suddenly, frighteningly ablaze. A startled cry came from Second Lady, and Zheng Xiu knew at once what had happened—she must have knocked over the lampstand. The fire was spreading!
With a BANG, Zheng Xiu kicked the door open and rushed inside. Outside, shadowy figures stirred. Several of his men on duty started forward to fight the fire, but they stopped when they saw the Red King was already faster than them all. In the darkness, they looked at each other and began to whisper through whistles:
"The Lord went in to put out the fire!"
"Can the Lord put out a fire?"
"Ha! Is there any fire the Lord *can't* put out?"
"So, what do we do...?"
"You dare go in?"
"I don't. You?"
"Get Brother Qing to go? He's not afraid of getting yelled at."
"Good point! We'll keep watch. You go get Brother Qing, quick!"
