Lan Xinghe heard their noisy voices, impatiently covering his ears, his voice cold: "What time is it, and you're still in the mood to argue? Can't you people keep it down and shut up?"
"Each one of you, acting like you have no brains, still in the mood to swear and yell?" He looked at them with great aversion, his eyes fierce with an emanating weariness!
Indeed!
What time is it now?
Shouldn't we be trying to find a way to escape?
But look at them, behaving like complete idiots, still making such a racket?
After his words, those who were previously yelling fiercely instantly closed their mouths, not daring to mutter.
Their forced smiles, even their expressions suddenly became stiff.
Yes!
Are they still in the mood to argue now?
"If you want to argue, just get out and don't bother me!"
Lan Xinghe felt an uneasy emotion creeping within him!
He always felt like the situation was somewhat bad.
And this awful feeling made his heart gradually fill with more fear.