Su Qiao took the hiking pack off his back, pulled out a flashlight, and shone it into the cave.
Jiang Han: "..."
You didn't know, so why did you carry me and run madly through the woods in the middle of the night?
Was it fun?
"Maybe it was one of your old enemies. Maybe it was someone from the Gu Family or the Chu Family."
Su Qiao held Small Steel Knife in one hand and the flashlight in the other as she slowly entered the cave.
After carefully checking everything and finding no danger, she put Small Knife away and scattered a packet of medicinal powder throughout the cave.
Jiang Han leaned against the stone wall at the entrance, watching everything she did.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "Then... then why did you come back?"
"If I hadn't come back, were you planning to report to King Yama?"
Su Qiao walked out of the cave, carried the pack inside, and began taking things out.
"..."
Why did she have to be so harsh?
Wasn't she the one who had abandoned him first, leaving him to fend for himself?
Couldn't he even ask?
Jiang Han hopped into the cave on one leg and found a relatively clean place to sit.
"You haven't forgotten that you already gave up on me, have you?"
Although she was the young lady and he was merely a servant of the Su Family—in harsher terms, a dog raised by the Su Family—he had still stayed by her side for five years.
Although neither of them was particularly talkative, and they avoided communicating whenever possible, they had not shared much of a relationship. But for her to abandon him just like that...