"A wise choice." The middle-aged man called Louis nodded in satisfaction and led his followers back to business class.
"Dad... I don't think the people outside mean us any harm." Lisa, who was still in her seat, overheard the conversation up front. She leaned over and whispered to the man beside her.
"What makes you think that? They're complete strangers," her father said, staring at Lisa with some surprise.
"It's a gut feeling... My friends from the East, especially those from Xia Country, have always been very kind to me. And they saved us."
Lisa's father shook his head.
"They might have ulterior motives. After all, we're no use to them dead."
...
Han Ning stood outside for a full ten minutes, but there was still no reaction from anyone inside the plane.
"Heh, Dean Wu, it looks like these people don't trust us," Lü Xiuning said with a strange laugh, glancing at the gloomy sky.
Dean Wu, on the other hand, seemed rather calm. He smiled.
