Killing

But there were four people sitting in the car. Long Qing's mouth was twitching in pain, so he didn't say a word. Adili didn't speak either. If he didn't speak, Simon wouldn't speak either.
Since the three of them were silent, Diarmaid Irwin naturally couldn't say much either, so the entire carriage was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
The awkward atmosphere almost froze the air.
Finally, the driver in front turned around and said to Long Qing, "Young Master, we're here."
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