Unwilling? Then Die
"What's going on?" The middle-aged woman kindly stepped over to take a look, then said, "You've been poisoned. Hurry and inject yourself with an antidote."
The man thought this was a rotten stroke of luck. He quickly injected himself twice, and once he confirmed that he was showing signs of improvement, he bandaged the wound to keep it out of sight.
The players in the same carriage had only watched for a moment before looking away. They were more worried about the journey ahead. If they were attacked again, they'd die on the tracks without even getting a chance to fight back.
The players in the carriages behind them suggested squeezing into the ones up front. Except for the first two carriages near the engine, the players in the other carriages had no objections.
So, to keep things fair, the people from the rear carriages moved forward in order. Before long, everyone from the carriage behind Xu Huo's, along with the people from the Transfer Carriage, had crowded in. Among them were the man and woman who'd fled after the argument the day before.
The carriage was spacious enough that a dozen or so people didn't make it feel crowded. The middle-aged woman and the others who'd arrived first naturally claimed rooms for themselves, and Xu Huo claimed one too. He didn't go inside, though, choosing instead to sit on the sofa outside.
Seeing an empty room, the newcomers were naturally eager to claim it. One of them politely asked, only to realize that everyone from the same carriage had turned their eyes toward Xu Huo in unison.
In other words, everyone from his carriage had decided the room belonged to Xu Huo. Even if it was empty, it was still his.
The "lovebirds" from the day