But at the moment when they saw the man's face through the car's tinted glass, the previously murmuring Fatty Hu felt as if his throat was gripped by an invisible giant hand, and all his words were forcibly swallowed back.
Not just him, everyone in the compartment felt a kind of inexplicable oppressive heat and unease.
It was a shiver from biological instinct.
As if what was approaching them was not a person, but an ancient fierce beast patrolling its territory, with boiling blood.
Within that seemingly ordinary body, there seemed to be energy like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.
Like a rising sun in the dark night.
Even through the car window, you could feel the suffocating heat radiation.
Even the surrounding air temperature suddenly increased at this moment.
The man walked to the front of the car, stopped, and slightly raised his head.
Under the hood, a pair of deep and calm, yet exceptionally bright eyes appeared.
