"Sorry for disturbing." Shang Jianyao apologized again, retreated, and closed the door. He was ever so polite that he even closed his eyes to indicate that he didn't mean to intrude.
After gently closing the door, Shang Jianyao walked to the cabin exit, prepared to return to the first level's deck to see if there was anything abnormal with the people there.
Just as he walked down the aisle, he saw three people standing at the cabin entrance thanks to the faint moonlight that scattered down from the sky and the yellow wall lamps on both sides.
These were the three people who had previously been angered by his taunt and tried to chase after him. Among them, the one with the wrinkled unlit cigarette in his mouth had a blank expression. He held the cigarette in his left hand, but his right index and middle fingers were placed together as he stretched them into his mouth and occasionally sucked.