Uncontrollably, the anger in Wu Donglin's heart became even stronger.
"What a shameless guy!!!"
Wu Donglin couldn't help but curse inwardly, with jealousy brewing; how he wished he could trade places with Ye Qiu.
...
"Ye Qiu, are you alright?"
Lin Chuxue looked at Ye Qiu, leaning weakly against her, with a trace of worry.
Although she hadn't seen the situation outside earlier, seeing Ye Qiu standing by the window with a solemn expression, exuding a terrifying aura, followed by the screams of many passengers around, she felt concerned.
Yet, Ye Qiu collapsed into the seat as if drained, losing his spirit. If not for Lin Chuxue holding him, he might have hit his head on the ground.
So, Lin Chuxue could easily guess that Ye Qiu must've used some method, maybe even exhausted himself, to avert the crisis once again, similar to when facing the hawk crisis earlier.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuxue's gaze at Ye Qiu was filled not just with worry, but also with deep concern.
"I'm okay."
