"Club President Qiu, how much longer until we get there?"
Li Xunming slumped in his seat, looking at Qiu Shifeng impatiently. Clearly, the long ride had worn his patience thin.
"Almost there, almost there. Just a little farther."
As he spoke, Qiu Shifeng glanced at Chu Xin, who was admiring the scenery outside.
"Li Xunming, can't you be quiet for a bit? Look at Chu Xin. He's younger than you, but he's far more patient."
Li Xunming shot Chu Xin an impatient glance, sighed helplessly, then sat up properly and stopped complaining.
Chu Xin rubbed his head and smiled before turning back to the window. He had noticed something strange.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yue's large hand landed on Chu Xin's head and vigorously ruffled his hair. Sitting behind him, Zhuo Yue smiled at him.
"Well? Getting a little impatient?"
Chu Xin smiled and shook his head.
"It's not too bad. But it really is a long trip."
As he spoke, Chu Xin gave the car behind their bus a puzzled look.
"Do you think that car looks familiar? Hasn't it been following us the whole way?"
The atmosphere inside the bus turned serious the moment Chu Xin said that. Han Yaru, the white-haired senior, also looked up and surveyed their surroundings, her expression grave.
"Chu Xin's right. Two cars have been following us."
Qiu Shifeng gave an awkward smile.
"Damn it, we really screwed up this time. If Chu Xin hadn't noticed, we might've led these people straight to Zeraora. What useless seniors we are."
Zhuo Yue stood up, the smile gone from his face.
"Qiu Shifeng, stop the bus. We'll take down everyone following us, then find out who they are."
Then Zhuo Yue looked at Chu Xin beside him and did his best to force a smile.
"Chu Xin,