"Since we all have the same destination, and fate brought us together, why don't we go on an adventure together? That way, we can take care of each other." Wang Xuewen had picked up on the girls' hints that they wanted to go with them. His heart softened by the wheedling of these beauties, he agreed without hesitation.
When Wang Xuewen said that, Si Yinghua and the others naturally clapped their hands in agreement and approval. Qi Hao, as the lone protester, was forgotten by his smitten friends.
The driver, Yang Zhixin, stopped the car at a bus stop. He had wanted to exhort Wang Xuewen's group not to go wander around the tomb, but seeing the sky turn dark and hearing the cries of the birds around him, the place became even more eerie. Yang Zhixin's heart pounded. He trembled, then slammed on the gas and ran away.