'Will Da Guo get separated from them?'
The thought made Kong Jian even more worried.
Da Guo had only just taken form. He probably hadn't seen the dangers of this world yet. If that was the Mist just now, they must be within its range. Maybe getting off the train would lead them straight into that strange place.
But Da Guo was all alone. What if he couldn't find them?
Wen Ying took Kong Jian's hand. "Let's get off first. We'll figure out how to find Little White later."
Seeing Wen Ying about to get off with Kong Jian, the few other conscious passengers instantly shouted, "Hey, are you two getting off? Do you know what's going on?"
Wen Ying didn't stop walking toward the exit with Kong Jian. As she stepped off, she said, "I don't know, but we might have entered the Mist."
They watched as Wen Ying and Kong Jian's figures vanished before their eyes.
The conscious passengers looked at each other. "The Mist? Could it be...?"
"Oh my god! How did we run into the Mist?"
