"Who burned him?" Eric repeated the question. For he too was confused by this. The time he left that house there was a whole corpse on the ground and now t was all turned into a bit of ash and bones.
'is this a hard-core fantasy setting? A cultivator's body turns to ashes?' he looked at the ghost boy. "Do you have any clue about this?"
The ghost boy shook his head.
Haolei looked at him and then at the empty space next to him. "w-who are you talking to?"
Eric froze. "Brother…. I'm going to be honest with you. Do you trust me? Can I trust you not to throw me into a loony bin?"
Haolei frowned. "I'll never throw you into the loony bin. Why would you think that? Even if you have something wrong with you, we shall… try to solve it." he looked at him directly in the eyes and smiled. "so, trust me with anything."
