Can I Always Trust You?

Su Jin smiled. "Let alone having no apeman, even if there was me, I wouldn't be afraid. As for ghosts …"

She paused, then gently shook her head and squeezed his cold hand. "I'm not afraid. Those are your brothers."

Jun Pao Ling's heart warmed up, and he tightly held her hand, "Let's go!"

She understood why she was here. The dishes she prepared tonight were not for them, but for the three brothers who died in the cave last night.

Within the cave, the sound of water dripping could be heard. Su Jin Se walked in with him, and fresh red blood still flowed from the ground. Pots and piles of blood had yet to be scattered by the water.

As she walked further in, she could smell a thick smell of blood sweeping towards her. Su Jinsi found a place to set up the dishes, and then she took out some wine and cups. After three incense sticks of time had passed, she handed them to Jun Poria Cocos, "Now, there's no one else here. You can pay your respects to them!"