Chapter 87. Haunted House

It's always been like this. From then until now. Sagara thought there would always be obstacles if you wanted to kiss her. He was annoyed.

But what can be made? Destiny is not something he can control. It's okay. There are still many other opportunities. The game at the night market is not just one. The critical thing for Sagara is not ....

"You're not afraid of ghosts, are you?" Ratu asked suddenly. She looked at her husband.

Sagara pointed at himself. "Me? No. I'm afraid of you. You're scary when you're angry."

Ratu smiled. She saw a hint of doubt in Sagara's eyes. "Are you not afraid?" she asked once again.

Sagara shook his head confidently. "I told you I'm only afraid of you getting angry and not forgiving me. I used to be an adventurer. I'm not afraid of ghosts. I even climbed the mountain at night," said Sagara proudly.

"Okay. We're heading there now!" Ratu pointed to a large haunted house at the corner of the night market.

"Are you serious?"