She glanced at her watch again—nearly two hours had passed!
Xin Huohuo was so exhausted her legs were shaking, but she didn't dare delay for a single second. After all, how much of a kick could one dish of fermented rice meatballs have? It was only because Yan Huo was slightly allergic to alcohol that he was knocked out so easily. But it had been so long. What if he woke up? If he saw that the seal for opening the gate to the Fire Path was gone, she'd be the first person he'd suspect.
She scrambled to her feet but didn't leave immediately. Instead, she tried to figure out how to close the passage to the Fire Path. She had only ever seen Yan Huo open it, never close it, so she had to rely on guesswork. First, she tried repeating the original procedure.
However, it didn't work.
