At night, Gao Xin arrived at East Mountain Burial Mound as promised.
On his way there, he had even stopped by a hunting camp to snatch a sheep.
Gao Xin returned to the place of his tribulation, leaned against 'Brother Tree', and roasted the whole sheep.
Beside him were forty boxes, which under the moonlight of the black night, resembled small tombstones.
The dry wood blazed fiercely; radiant sheep meat sizzled and oozed with oil, filling the air with its aroma.
Just as the fire was perfect and Gao Xin was about to feast,
a noisy group ascended the mountain, their hands wielding extremely bright flashlights.
Drawn by the scent, they had found him.
"Tai Sui, do you really dare to come alone?"
The leader was Tanabu, followed by Sasaki and twenty Black Hands.
Gao Xin laughed, "I said it didn't matter how many of you came; seems you didn't take it to heart."
"Just these few people? Not even enough to get stuck in my teeth."
