The car continued on its way.
The interior fell silent again, with no one speaking as everyone digested what had just happened.
For the first time.
For the first time, they had seen someone control a bus!
It was completely overturning.
It was simply unbelievable.
They couldn't understand it!
In their eyes, the Supernatural Bus was a special kind of evil spirit, traveling along a fixed route. It might have some unknown purpose, but for the time being, it could be used as transportation.
The bus had existed for an extremely long time.
Yet they had never heard of anyone being able to control it, nor had they heard of anyone destroying it.
The various Top Factions.
None of them had ever shown any intention of trying to control it.
Thus, in everyone's eyes—at least, in the eyes of everyone inside the bus—the bus was uncontrollable. It could only operate according to some preset procedures and rules.
Moreover, it was supposed to be extremely terrifying—so terrifying that even the Top Factions tacitly accepted its existence.
And that was indeed the truth.
Those passengers who had ridden the bus many times.
They would often experience its terror firsthand.
But now.
Jiang Qiao had told them that such a terrifying evil spirit could actually be controlled by people.
Their entire worldview had been refreshed!
And because of that.
The emotions that had just relaxed were once again stirred up by Jiang Qiao's actions.
This was perfectly normal.
That was how the Supernatural World was.
Anyone with powerful strength first and foremost represented danger.
Sometimes, these people were even more dangerous than evil spirits. Their actions were impossible to predict. They might be laughing and joking with you one moment, then draw a knife the next and chop everyone to death, one strike