"Mind your own... What do you want?!"
The young man had instinctively wanted to say, "None of your damn business," but when he turned around and saw Jiang Qiao, he swallowed the words that had reached his lips. He said with a show of bravado that barely concealed his fear:
"This has nothing to do with you. This is between me and them."
The scene on the train.
Jiang Qiao had phased through the door as if he knew how to walk through walls, then somehow blasted open an exit in a way no one could understand. It had challenged everyone's worldview and completely overturned their understanding of reality.
After getting off the train, they had instinctively followed Jiang Qiao as he ran.
On a subconscious level, they believed that Jiang Qiao was at least alive. He could run, jump, and speak. Having become a group of headless flies, they badly needed someone to guide their next actions.
But that did not mean they truly regarded Jiang Qiao as a normal person.
A superpower?
Some kind of paranormal ability?
Magic?
Everyone's impressions were complicated.
They were afraid.
Yet they also wanted to get closer to him.
Some bold people came over to strike up conversations. The influencer, for example, relied on having been in the same carriage earlier and wanted to find something to chat about with Jiang Qiao.
Unfortunately, Jiang Qiao ignored her.
Su Qi, on the other hand, chatted with her quite happily.
In short.
Jiang Qiao gave off an air of mystery and a cold aloofness that kept strangers at a distance.
And now.
The young man saw Jiang Qiao approaching.
Moreover, it was obvious that Jiang Qiao was standing on the rescue team's side.
His momentum immediately weakened by three points.
"Their rescue efforts were inadequate,