"What happened between you and your brother?" Little Red asked Shen Xianyue. Ming Shu glanced in the direction of the dining hall.
Shen Xianyue shook her head and didn't reply to Little Red.
Pig trotters couldn't be made on the spot. However, it was in the middle of the night. She called for food delivery and after looking at many restaurants, they finally found one.
Ming Shu gnawed on the pig trotters and asked casually, "How long have you been a spirit guide?"
"Five years."
Little Red was curious. "How old are you?"
"18."
"You were only 13 then?" Little Red was surprised. "Hell is looking for child labor? So inhumane."
Ming Shu sneered, "Why would a bunch of ghosts be humane?"
Little Red: "…" That is true.
