She initially wanted to stop both of them. However, under Jing Chen's icy gaze, the flight attendant really... didn't have the courage.
Truly, that look was too frightening.
Jing Chen led Mu Lin to the economy class section, which was indeed surrounded by a crowd of people.
A crowd of busybodies.
As for the flight attendant, she was quite afraid that if something happened to Mu Lin, she would be implicated. Therefore, she stuck closely behind Mu Lin's back, unsure of whether she'd try to shield Mu Lin from danger or just make a run for it if something actually happened.
With a slightly chilling gaze, Mu Lin coldly looked at the dagger in the hand of the mentally ill patient. "Why is there a blade on this plane?" Her voice was cold and frosty.
"I have no idea?" She also couldn't figure out how they had managed to bring it onboard, given that it should have been caught during the security check.
Honestly, the flight attendant was momentarily frightened by Mu Lin's icy voice.
