Entering the cave, it was pitch black inside; one could not see their own fingers even if they stretched out their hands.
After entering, for some reason, be it fear or something else, Zhang Lingjing, this woman, actually took Zhu Bufan's arm.
Zhu Bufan paid no mind to Zhang Lingjing's action.
At this moment, he took out a lighter and ignited a pile of dry branches and twigs that he had gathered while they were using the bushes to conceal the cave entrance.
The fire rose and soon illuminated the whole cave.
As the cave lit up, it was soon apparent that the cave was not very large. Observing the structure inside the cave, one could tell it was a dissolved cave, with water dripping continuously from the stalactites everywhere.
Looking up at the stalactites on the cave ceiling, they resembled a woman's chest.
At this, a tinge of shyness appeared on Zhang Lingjing's face.
With the fire blazing, Zhu Bufan simply dealt with the large slab of gorilla meat and began roasting.
