"What's going on?" Master frowned and asked Xia Chuyi.
Xia Chuyi smiled at Master and said, "It's nothing, they just went to the wrong place."
After saying that, she stood up with particular calmness, exerted a clever force, grabbed Annie, and snatched the train ticket from her hand.
She glanced at the number on the ticket and then pushed Annie out the door.
"What are you doing?" Annie was caught off guard by Xia Chuyi's push and staggered.
Xia Chuyi looked indifferent, pointed at the compartment number outside the carriage, and said, "Please look carefully, ma'am, what number is this?"
"Now look again at your own ticket, what number is it, huh?"
"Of course, it's compartment 6!" Annie glared at her, saying definitively.
Xia Chuyi was speechless: "I won't argue with you because you don't understand Chinese, but as for Arabic numerals, please open your eyes wide and distinguish between 6 and 9."
"Your ticket is for compartment 9, we are in compartment 6."
