Su Weifeng was deep in thought when the ice-cold beauty beside him suddenly spoke up. It was the first time she had initiated a conversation with him.
"Don't you feel something's off?" the ice-cold beauty prodded Weifeng softly.
"Are you talking about the absence of the flight attendants?" Weifeng replied in a low voice. He had sensed something abnormal as well. Prompted by the ice-cold beauty, he realized what was amiss. The plane had stabilized, but for such a long time, not only had no flight attendants appeared, there were no announcements made either—something wasn't right.
At that moment, a series of shouts erupted from the first-class section in front, heard by those in the economy class behind. Weifeng didn't go to check the situation as he needed to stay low-key while on a mission and draw as little attention as possible.
Suddenly, a flight attendant emerged from first-class, her face stricken with panic, and walked towards the back.