The Soul Guidance Train ran smoothly along the tracks, its carriage bathed in soft light. Tang Wulin leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, trying to suppress the Golden Dragon King Bloodline that stirred restlessly inside him from time to time through meditation.
"Could I see your ticket, young man?"
A gentle voice reached him. Tang Wulin opened his eyes and saw a smiling train attendant standing in the aisle.
Tang Wulin nodded, took the dark blue ticket from his inner pocket, and handed it over.
The attendant checked the ticket, but her brow creased slightly. "This ticket is genuine, young man, but I remember the ticket office reporting that an adult had bought it... How did you get on the train alone? Where are your parents?"
Tang Wulin scratched his head and said rather helplessly, "Auntie, I bought the ticket myself. I paid for it."
"You bought it yourself?" The attendant clearly did not believe him. She crouched down, her gentle voice carrying a hint of suspicion. "It's dangerous for a child to travel alone. Did you get separated from your family? Or are you having some trouble? Tell me, and I'll help you contact your family."
Doubts kept nagging at her. The child looked only eleven or twelve. His clothes were neat but hardly luxurious; no matter how she looked at him, he did not seem like a child from a prominent family who could travel far from home alone.
Tang Wulin sighed. He knew explaining would be troublesome, but she clearly meant well. He was about to emphasize again that he was a student at Shrek Academy taking an assessment.
Just then, the Train Conductor came over after hearing about the situation. He was a tall, burly middle-aged man, and he could not help frowning