The shuttle train slowly came to rest in the station.
The sharp-eyed Chen Mu was looking through the window with his eyes tightly focused. He saw a number of suspicious looking people. Although they were mixed in with the crowd, they all seemed to be looking for something.
Madam Ning had been getting ready to give Chen Mu her home address just as she saw a frightening scene. In the blink of an eye the calm youth in front of her had abruptly swerved into something fierce, with his whole body suffused in peril. His eyes had become as sharp as needles, with his whole being like a sharp dagger hidden in the dark. That reminded her of those forever wooden-faced guys in the clan, who never smiled or uttered a stray word.
She looked at Chen Mu with uncertainty and disbelief, wondering why she hadn't realized that she might see such disposition in him. She followed Chen Mu's gaze out the window, but apart from the surging crowds, she didn't see anything.
