"Hey, mate, which society are you from? I know all the cosplayers in Yueyang, why haven't I ever met you?
"Check out my whisk. I made it myself. Nice, isn't it? I went out to get a few hundred horsetail hair for this.
"Hey, what's in your box? Can we have a look?"
Bai Yu was a chatterbox never switching off. Gu Yu darted him a look and said half-jokingly, "It's a sword."
"Tsk, dude, whom are you kidding here? Even plastic toy swords are not allowed on board these days." One of Bai Yu's friends snorted.
"Exactly. I'll eat that box of yours if there's really a sword inside," said another friend.
"..."
Gu Yu pursed his lips. 'I'd really like to see you eating that—let me get you a cappuccino to wash it down!'
They chatted on as the bus left Yueyang and headed for Yingtan. A while later, the bus stopped when they just entered Jiangxi Province. Vehicles had lined up behind a check point for inspection.
