The woman who got an autograph was like a satisfied kitten that had gotten into catnip. She quickly quieted down, sat in her seat with a flushed face, and breathed in short, rapid bursts.
Except for one who burst into tears...
Still, Chen Shouyi guessed it was probably because she was so excited to get his handwritten signature that she lost control of her emotions.
After all, he hadn't used much of his willpower, so the effect was probably hard to notice.
He hadn't considered that when he'd signed Zhang Miaomiao's autograph, he had yet to undergo his transformation, and his willpower had only been 18.9. Now it had reached a staggering 20.7, almost two points higher.
Even when he didn't concentrate his willpower, his every word and action carried an inexplicable might.
Everyone who wanted an autograph got one.
At last, Chen Shouyi had some peace and quiet. He picked up his Coke and took a leisurely sip. Unfortunately, the passenger plane had been converted from a transport aircraft, so it had few windows and he couldn't see the scenery outside.
Beside him, Fang Xiangqian felt the chill down his spine fade and perked up again. Smiling, he said, "Chief Chen, your handwriting is truly vigorous. You can feel the force of every stroke!"
He hadn't asked Chen Shouyi for an autograph. At his age and position, it wouldn't have been appropriate.
"I was just scribbling!" Chen Shouyi said, somewhat awkwardly.
Having his sister, who knew him inside out, right there was the one downside. She could remember every embarrassing thing he'd done, and though she sat quietly without saying a word, who knew what was going through her mind? It made him unable to speak freely.
"Ah, Chief Chen is too modest."
"Heh!"
Fang Xiangqian: ...
The transport