The middle-aged man touched his burning face, staring at Basil Jaak in horror, as if he'd seen a ghost.
"Hehe..." Basil Jaak chuckled softly and stood up from his seat, causing the middle-aged man's face to turn pale.
The middle-aged man quickly stood up as well, nervously apologizing to Basil Jaak, "I'm sorry, I just now..."
"You didn't offend me, so why apologize to me? You should probably apologize to this lovely lady instead, shouldn't you?" Basil Jaak clapped his hands and turned to look at the stupefied flight attendant.
The middle-aged man, hearing Basil Jaak's words, hastened to apologize to the flight attendant, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake just now..."
"I..." The flight attendant snapped out of it, her face blushing, about to speak, when the purser came over.
The purser walked to the flight attendant, looked at the scene, and turned to ask, "What happened?"
"The situation is..." The flight attendant was about to explain to the purser, but Basil Jaak interrupted her.
