The eerie calm that had been brewing for a long time was shattered by a hysterical scream from the cabin.
To others, this scream seemed abrupt, but to Yang Jian, it was something that had been destined.
If there was a ghost on the airplane, then death was inevitable; the female passenger who died earlier had already proven that point. And after the first victim, there would be a second, a third... even everyone on board might die on this flight.
Those in first class, after hearing the scream, turned to look at Yang Jian with uniform expressions.
Their eyes were filled with panic, unease, and inexplicable shock.
Could it be true, as this man had said, that there was a ghost on this plane?
Despite their initial doubts, the scream had magnified the unease in the depths of their hearts, and they even started to believe that what Yang Jian had said might be true.
However, it wasn't so easy to change deep-rooted beliefs.
