Hua Jin was woken up by a violent jolt.
He opened his eyes in shock. The fuselage was passing through the air currents, causing violent turbulence. However, the few mercenaries beside him were already used to this kind of bumpy ride. They remained asleep, hugging their backpacks. As expected of well-trained mercenaries. Even when they were asleep, they were in unison.
Feeling thirsty, the actor rummaged through his combat pack for water. Footsteps approached.
He looked up and saw Alice's gaze sweeping over. Before he could lower his cap, she exclaimed, "Hua Jin!"
"…" The actor raised his hand awkwardly and waved at her. "Hi, haha, what a coincidence!"
Alice raised her hand too, but she slapped him hard on the top of his head.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I…"
"And…" Alice tugged at his clothes in disdain and asked suspiciously, "What's with the outfit?!"
"I…"
