C42 Hidden Threats

"What smell?"

A light breeze suddenly swept through the interior of the carriage, carrying a strong stench with it.

Lee Meng frowned. The stench was unbearable. He turned around and looked behind him. The wind was blowing from the front of the carriage.

"Thump thump!" The sound of footsteps rang out. The footsteps were somewhat hurried. A Mobilization Soldier jogged into the carriage