Just as he was speaking, out of the corner of his eye, Cheng Ye noticed other residents peeking out from the stairway. He quickly stepped inside the building, "I'll head upstairs to pack my things. I won't disturb everyone's rest anymore."
As he entered the hallway, the chatter of children outside still drifted in:
"Dad, can Mr. Cheng show us how to fly, just like swoosh from the fifth floor to the first floor?"
"I saw something red under his raincoat. Is it the battle armor?"
"Mr. Cheng is so cool, I want to be like him and knock out all the bad things too!"
"..."
Goodness.
Have I become the leader of the kids?
Cheng Ye couldn't help but smile, feeling both amused and bewildered.
No wonder those celebrities always cover themselves tightly when they go out. Being watched as a 'character from a story' feels just like this.
Though it feels fascinating, the children's adoring eyes just now made him feel a bit embarrassed.
He reached the fourth floor.
