Xu Xiuxiu had slept soundly, but accompanied by the ever-thickening smoke in the room, her sensitive eyes fluttered open while she was still deep in slumber. The time was early, around four or five in the morning; although it wasn't fully bright outside, one could faintly make out objects inside the room which faced from south to north.
Why did she seem to smell smoke? Xu Xiuxiu, half-asleep and furrowing her brow, sniffed delicately with her little nose, only to be startled by the heavy smoke that filled her nostrils, snapping her groggy head awake instantly.
