Nohara Sa was completely dumbfounded. Who the hell told him, what the hell is going on?
Isn't this woman a smuggler? Shouldn't she be meeting up with her accomplices now? Why is she still at the airport?
Nohara Sa felt like his brain wasn't enough. Over there, Huo Sining was looking at him with a bewildered gaze, like a little white rabbit. He didn't know what was going on, and for a moment, he was bewitched and actually helped this girl by showing her the way, leading Huo Sining all the way to the gate shown on her ticket.
It was already 9:30 by this time, and there was only half an hour left before the plane was going to take off. Huo Sining, dragging her small suitcase, followed behind Nohara Sa, with her short leather boots clattering all the way down to the gate, and queued up waiting for security check.
