Taoist Xia hurriedly turned off the loudspeaker on top of the suitcase and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"This isn't the song I like, it came with it..."
Yun Ran just quietly observed Taoist Xia, who seemed to be on the verge of breaking down, not understanding why one should care about the stares of others when it comes to their favorite music.
Perhaps it was Yun Ran's too casual demeanor that made Taoist Xia feel he was overreacting.
He could only use a light cough to cover up his embarrassment: "It's almost time, we should head to the departure hall."
With that said, Taoist Xia proceeded forward with rapid strides, the luggage silently following behind him, which Yun Ran found quite peculiar.
In the end, Yun Ran didn't actually ride on the suitcase. It wasn't that she was afraid of looking foolish, but simply because she was physically fit and walking a bit was nothing to her.
The departure hall was already quite crowded, even though it was a VIP area.
