Shen Zhou spoke calmly, "There are plenty of bold people out there, all kinds of weird ones."
Doudou muttered, "I don't care, whenever I see someone so bold, I just want to hit them. Maybe the young lady will get harassed by him when she comes back."
As soon as the words were out, the girl came back.
She stood beside her seat, stunned at first, then turned her head to look around, and, after making sure she was not mistaken, politely said to the man in the black tank top, "Excuse me, sir, you might be in the wrong seat."
"This is my seat, would you mind moving?"
In a fluster, she even pulled out her ticket to show him, "Here, this is the seat number."
The man in the black tank top chuckled, took the ticket from her hand, and ripped it to shreds in no time, tossing it aside.
He shrugged, "Where's the ticket? What's the seat number? I didn't see it."
