Facing Death! Playing a Terrifying Game in the Haunted House

In the scorching heat of the summer, under the blazing sun, the children's enthusiasm for the amusement park was unstoppable even for a moment. As they were some distance away from the park, Milky Dumpling, nestled in the embrace of his Second Brother, could already hear the screams filled with various emotions.

Milky Dumpling worriedly asked Huo Sichen, "Third Brother, are we really going to play in the haunted house?"

Huo Sichen nodded solemnly; his expression serious. "Of course."

Milky Dumpling reminded him, "Third Brother, aren't you afraid?"

Huo Sichen straightened his spine instantly, thinking about those ghostly figures with missing arms and legs. After all, even without a head, Zaizai could still be cute! So why be afraid of those ghosts with a few drops of blood and missing limbs?

"I'm not afraid! They're just a group of feeble and disabled beings! I sympathize with them," Huo Sichen replied.