Up until the moment Su Mo finally pulled back his cloak, at least seventy people in the cave still kept their guard up against him.
This was despite the mysterious man's familiar voice.
Despite his extremely friendly attitude.
Despite the fact that he had just dealt with the Vulture who had been oppressing them all.
There were simply too many "despites."
In the apocalyptic wasteland where wariness was infinitely magnified, this minor uncertainty still formed an insurmountable chasm between people.
