The boy instinctively covered his head and explained, “I saw her holding a pet beast, I thought she wasn’t a powerful beastmaster.”
The man with the twin mustaches yanked him hard to the side and warned, “I told you, even those F-rank beastmasters aren’t someone you can just mess with!”
The boy hung his head low, his expression hidden. “I know.”
“Look up.” The man with the twin mustaches glanced at the incoming subway. “Keep working.”
Qiao Sang strode into the carriage with Steelbao by her side.
“Next stop, Terry Station.”
The announcement sounded and the doors closed.
Qiao Sang found a seat.
Steelbao stayed beside her, and the other passengers kept an invisible distance from her because of it.
Beastmasters weren’t rare, but most of the people on this subway came from the Zuopang District direction — ordinary folks who had to work hard in Youpang City every day.
They were used to keeping their distance from beastmasters.
Suddenly, a gaunt figure sat down beside her.
Qiao Sang kept her head down, scrolling her phone, not paying it any mind.
She was looking at her Moments feed.