Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 713 - 554: I want to tear him to pieces!

Pei Xingyuan was unwilling to let go, even though flames continued to rush in through the window, almost scorching his hair. He gritted his teeth, holding Jin Daji’s arms tightly without releasing them.

Even he was pulled to the window, and Jin Daji, whose lower half was almost swallowed by flames, jumped up and down.

He turned back in terror and shouted, "Quick, help!"

The group of men in black was stunned by the sudden turn of events. They only snapped back to their senses when they heard his scream and hurried forward. However, as Jin Daji struggled multiple times, the burning firewood outside the window was kicked everywhere, and the rising flames prevented them from getting close for a moment.

One of them asked anxiously, "Brother Jin, what should we do?"

Fire had already caught on Jin Daji’s legs. Screaming in agony, he shouted back, "Put out the fire! Put it out!"

When the men in black were about to take action, they hesitated, "But our orders are—"

Before they could finish, Jin Daji’s face had twisted into a grotesque expression as he cursed madly, "Put out the fire first, rescue me, then burn him to death, you idiots!"

Only then did they come to their senses.

They rushed forward, some grabbing buckets to fetch water, others taking off their garments and desperately beating the flames at Jin Daji’s feet, all while accompanied by Jin Daji’s incessant screams and roars.

After much effort, they finally extinguished the flames at the door and outside the window.

Thick smoke billowed, blinding Pei Xingyuan inside the room, and tears flowed freely from his eyes. Yet, despite this, he instinctively held on tightly to Jin Daji’s arm, which was burnt to a crisp, until the last flame was extinguished. Then, a few of the black-clad men stepped forward, forcefully pulling the nearly lifeless Jin Daji back!

"Ah—!"

Another piercing scream echoed through the silent night. Jin Daji’s hand was forcibly stripped of a layer of skin, and Pei Xingyuan could no longer hold on. He staggered and hit the scorching windowsill, finally letting go.

Those men retreated several steps with Jin Daji in their arms, all falling to the ground.

At this moment, in the distant firelight, Jin Daji’s face was smoke-blackened, his legs charred and unable to stand, his wrists a bloodied mess. He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, then lifted his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at Pei Xingyuan inside the window.

Through gritted teeth, he viciously spat out a few words—

"Kill him for me!"

The black-clad men were stunned. One of them got up, immediately ready to relight the torches to burn the house, but Jin Daji, eyes red, snarled, "I’m not going to burn him to death!"

The black-clad man was taken aback, turning back to look at him.

Jin Daji stared intently at Pei Xingyuan, "Open the door, I want to tear him limb from limb!"

The black-clad man was startled and hesitated, as others said, "Brother Jin, didn’t you say before not to let him out, lest he escapes?"

"It’s safer to leave him inside to burn to death."

"This man is too cunning. If we really open the door, I’m afraid he might still have tricks up his sleeve."

At this point, Jin Daji’s anger had already overridden his rationality. He managed to stand up, his legs and hands burning with pain, making him even more furious. He cursed, "There are so many of us, are we afraid he will run away? I must tear him limb from limb today!"

The men exchanged glances. Although they knew Jin Daji had lost his reason, with so many of them, they indeed didn’t fear Pei Xingyuan would escape. What’s more, after the commotion and the lighting of fires, much of the pre-prepared firewood had been burnt. There wasn’t enough left to rekindle a blaze.

So instead—

Thinking this, one of them stepped forward, and seeing that the scorched iron lock wouldn’t open, simply lifted his foot and kicked open the burnt-black wooden door with a loud bang.

As the door opened, a gust of cold wind rushed into the narrow, scorching room.

Pei Xingyuan suddenly let out a breath.

The next moment, his tense chest seemed suddenly released. The equally cold air rushed into his chest like a sharp sword, making him cough instantly. But his mind wasn’t fully fogged by the coughing. While coughing, he instinctively rushed towards the door.

But as soon as he approached, a hand heavily pushed him.

Pei Xingyuan stumbled back several steps before barely regaining his footing. As he looked up, the burly men had already charged into the room, closing in step by step. Seeing the dangerous situation, Pei Xingyuan could only slowly back away.