"Attention, students."
The chief flight attendant's lovely voice rang out once more through every corner of the cabin.
"I am Su Qijun, chief flight attendant for this flight. During the journey, this flight was attacked by dangerous creatures of unknown identity. It has now been confirmed that, aside from some students being frightened, no students were injured. On behalf of the entire crew and Wizard Alliance Under the Moon Airlines, I offer you our sincerest apologies."
"The journey will continue as normal. If any student feels unwell or notices any other unusual circumstances, please contact one of our flight attendants promptly."
"Thank you all very much for actively cooperating with the crew."
"Thank you!"
As the lingering echoes of the cabin announcement faded, Zheng Qing signed his name on the roster. Then, supported by Xiao Xiao and Shi Yuan, he headed toward the passenger cabin.
The corridor outside the dining hall was deep and dim. Every few meters stood a small arched door with carved patterns, each leading to a different cabin. At that moment, many curious heads crowded around those ornate doorways. Those who had not gone to the dining hall, or who had returned early after lunch, were leaning out from their doors, cautiously watching the freshmen returning from the restaurant.
The Special Plane was small, and word that demons had appeared aboard had already spread rapidly. The rumors, however, came in all kinds and were of dubious truth.
The chief flight attendant's vaguely worded announcement only made more people half-believe those rumors.
At the carved doors of every cabin stood wizards claiming to have gotten firsthand information, gesturing wildly as they prattled on about bizarre insider details.
Some vividly described how the house-elves in the dining hall had revolted, how their leader had been blue-faced and fanged,