"Wait."
"Wait?"
Upon hearing Wang Ye's words and due to her anxiety, Su Wanqing couldn't help but ask again, "Wait for what?"
"Waiting is just right."
Wang Ye spoke and lay back in his seat, pretending to sleep.
He had greater strength to use, but this definitely wasn't the time.
The use of such great power, more shocking than anything Wang Ye had displayed before, should not be employed in the middle of the street where many people gathered.
He needed to reach a secluded place, wait for an appropriate opportunity, and then use this method.
Wang Ye's words confused Wang Ye somewhat, but after some thought, Su Wanqing and the others realized that Wang Ye had escaped from adversity countless times, and what seemed like adversity to them was nothing in Wang Ye's hands.
Since Wang Ye said waiting would suffice, they trusted his words and simply needed to wait patiently; the problem would resolve itself.