"Sister Xiao Jin, it seems like some people are coming up behind us," Mao Qiqi said while eating an apple from the fruit platter.
Tch, what a hassle, Su Jin frowned, but fortunately they had just finished their meal.
Having stored the tables, chairs, and other items in their space, they weren't planning on seeing who those people mentioned by Qiqi were, and instead prepared to get in their car and leave.
"Ah, I was actually hoping to take a walk after dinner," Lin Xiuyuan said leaning against the car, but it didn't really matter, he could just stroll inside his space later.
However, they hadn't anticipated that the group of people would arrive so quickly.
A bus had arrived, its windshield smeared with dried blood and its bus number 653 just barely visible, with some horrifying bloody handprints on the side windows—how they got there was anyone's guess.
Su Jin and the others didn't pay any attention and just drove forward.
