"Yes," Lin Xia answered indifferently.
As soon as she began speaking, a distinct Northeast China accent was apparent, with particular emphasis on the final consonants, unmistakable to the ear.
The man smiled gently and elegantly, "It feels very familiar! My grandfather lives up north! I visit him every year!"
Lin Xia responded with a noncommittal hum, not intending to engage further with the man who seemed all too comfortable diving into deeper conversation.
Although the man didn't appear malicious or like a bad person, the presence of evil intent is not something written on one's forehead.
"It's impossible to judge a book by its cover; who knows what he's actually thinking."
Especially since she was a woman traveling alone, it was even more important to stay cautious.
The girl on the lower bunk's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "Which part of the north? The three northeastern provinces are huge!"
The man reverted to his aloof demeanor, not responding.
