"I..." The term "Uncle Emperor" stuck in Jing Yiren's throat. She unintentionally brought him up every time.
But with each mention, her heart ached once more.
Ignoring the pain in her heart, she continued, "In our place, it's said that Thunder God resides in the sky, and it devours people when it's furious!"
"You silly girl!" Lu Ming closed his book, pinching her face, "There's no Thunder God in this world. Thunder is a natural event; it does not eat people! However, it's indeed unsafe for planes to encounter thunder."
Lu Ming passed the magazine to a passing flight attendant with a casual tone, "Bring me today's newspaper!"
The flight attendant courteously accepted the magazine and nodded, then turned her attention towards Jing Yiren.
"Would you like something to drink, ma'am?"
Jing Yiren instinctively shook her head, blurted out, "I feel so suffocated! Can we open the windows?"
"..." Upon hearing this, the flight attendant twitched her brow.
