The cabin of the international flight was quiet. Most people were asleep, those who had been reading books or newspapers probably felt tired too, closed their eyes, and turned off their lights. The earlier announcement hadn't seemed to affect anyone, as if nothing had happened. Luo Zheng didn't immediately answer Lan Xue's question, instead cautiously observing the surroundings, listening intently. After a few minutes, once he was certain no one was paying attention to them, he leaned closer to Lan Xue and quietly shared his analysis and guesses, his expression growing more serious.
Upon hearing Luo Zheng's analysis, Lan Xue's expression changed dramatically as well. But being mentally prepared, she didn't react excessively and continued resting with her eyes closed, though inside, waves of anxiety were crashing. She whispered worriedly, "Will my dad be in danger?"
