Although Su Yi remained calm on the surface, Cheng Liuxu was constantly anxious.
The plane had already taken off completely, and Su Yi had gradually fallen into a dream.
After the plane had been flying for over an hour, high above the clouds, some activity began inside the aircraft.
The seven or eight guys who had been eying Su Yi and his companions for a while stood up and slowly began to surround Su Yi.
"Sir, may I ask if there's anything I can help you with?" At this moment, a flight attendant walked over and asked respectfully.
But, to their surprise, the response was a stark glare, "If you don't want to die, get lost."
As he spoke, the man pushed the flight attendant aside and continued to move closer to Su Yi.
"Su Yi, Su Yi, wake up quickly, they're coming over." Seeing the group closing in, Cheng Liuxu and Yun Zhishan became anxious.
"That's enough, don't bother him anymore, let him rest for a while."
"These few thieves aren't worth his intervention."
