"Snake Lord trusts me, he believes I can handle it."
I was too dehydrated and greedily drank nearly half of the bottle before screwing the cap back on.
Yun Hao was about to say something when he frowned, "Someone is coming."
"This is a public carriage, it's normal for people to come." I indifferently looked out the window as the train slowly stopped at the intermediate station.
However, this guy is quite something, the train had just arrived at the station.
Before any passengers had even boarded, he could predict that someone would come to sit in the business class.
Yun Hao placed his index finger on his lips, his face stern, "Don't speak."
"..." I also became alert.
Seeing Yun Hao's reaction, the identity of the person boarding the train must be no simple matter.
The business class is in the last carriage.
Away from the noise, the distinctly crisp and rhythmic footsteps echoed louder as they approached step by step.
