The commotion woke up Chen Yao and the other nearby passengers who were already asleep. They all looked over curiously. Seeing one man pinned to the floor under a foot and another kneeling on the ground, no one dared to say a word.
"Who the hell are you?" the man underfoot demanded, glaring malevolently at the young man. He and his partner were strong, yet they had been suppressed with such ease. The guy was merely stepping on his chest, but he couldn't muster an ounce of strength. This person was definitely no ordinary man!
'Could this person be an expert protecting Zhou Fan?'
'But the intel said the only person with Zhou Fan was that woman!'
"You're not worthy of knowing who I am. Scram, and don't let me see you again!" the young man said coldly, his expression arrogant. He kicked the man in the waist, sending him tumbling toward the other Dragon Soul member. Then, without a second glance, he turned around and climbed back into his bunk as if nothing had happened.
