The icy voice sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Hijacking?

It was a real hijacking?!

For a moment, everyone focused their attention on Ye Lingchen. Mixed feelings went through their mind as tears filled their faces.

He was right! However, everyone had already boarded the plane, it did not matter anymore if he was right or wrong!

"Hahaha, I never expected a fortune teller to expose my hijacking. I didn't believe in such things in the past. Who knew that mysticism was real," said a bald muscular man as he stood up from his seat.

At the same time, four more stood up from each corner of the plane. The nozzles of their guns pointing at the passengers.

Absolute terror gripped the passenger's hearts, sending shivers through their bodies. They lowered their heads, hoping to be flexible enough to crawl under the seats.

"Don't move! I won't hesitate to shoot." The muscular man sneered.

"Big brother, I have money. Tell me how much you want. Just don't kill me!" someone said with a trembling voice.

"Money?" The muscular man scoffed, "I didn't plan to survive this hijacking! What's the use of money? You said you're rich right? Crawl over here!"

That person was terrified, shakily crawling over.

"Lick my boots!"

"I…"

The muscular man pointed his gun on that person's head. "Are you licking or not?!"

"Lick, I'll lick!" That person was sweating bullets, trembling uncontrollably and stuck out his tongue.

"Hahaha! So what if you're rich? I hate rich people the most! Look at you now, licking my boots!" The muscular man laughed out loud, then kicked the bootlicker away!

"Without money, I can still control your life and death. I can have any woman I want too!" The muscular man had obviously gone through some trauma. Having said that, he started molesting the woman next to him.

The woman was like a frightened deer, shivering in fear.

"Since we're all going to die, let us have some entertainment! Hahaha…"

With that, his gaze locked onto the stewardess and walked over with a creepy expression.

"I've always heard of the allure of a stewardess. I shall give it a try today! Second Bro, go gather all the stewardesses and bring them here!"

As for the rest, they all laughed creepily and started looking at the other passengers.

Everyone was frozen in fear. They knew what was going to happen next but nobody dared to stand up against it.

That was a gun. If it fired off in the plane, whoever that got shot would surely die. If it hits the plane, then everyone dies together!

Seeing that none dared to retaliate, the muscular man felt all the more delighted. The craze in his eyes grew. "Today, I will have a blast before my death! All the men are my slaves and the women my prostitutes! Wahahaha…"

A wave of desperate cries swept through the plane in an instant.

The stewardess backed away with a panicked look, tears flowing. They were in an absolutely pitiable state.

The other stewardesses were similarly trembling in fear.

"Little beauties, don't cry. I'll take good care of you!" The muscular man raised his hand and reached for the little lamb before him.

However, a voice sounded from the side. "Wait a moment!"

The muscular man's movement paused. The passengers' hearts lifted. All eyes fell upon Ye Lingchen.

"Kid, you can tell someone's fortune. That can be considered a talent. If I knew you a few years back, you might have been a great help to me. What a pity." The muscular man looked at Ye Lingchen. "With all your fortune telling, did you also foresee your own calamity?"

Ye Lingchen's face remained stoic, but his heart was a nervous wreck.

The current situation was not something he could simply run away from. This man obviously planned to have everyone in the plane die with him, therefore… Ye Lingchen stepped up!

His only hope was for the Diatribe skill to work!

With a smirk, he started, "It's not too late for us to be friends now. If you don't mind me asking, how many siblings do you have? Are your parents still around?"

The muscular man frowned. "Why do I feel that you're mocking me?"

"No no no, I'm just trying to make a new friend before I die."

"Nevermind, I'm not wasting my time with your nonsense," said the muscular man as he waved Ye Lingchen off.

"Then let's change the topic. Do you know what is dang dang dang dang dang dang?"

"What dang dang dang dang?" Not only the muscular man, but the entire plane was dumbstruck, unable to keep up with Ye Lingchen's flow.

"That would bring us back to the previous question. Do you have any siblings? Are your parents still around?"

"What's the connection between those two questions?" The muscular man was running out of patience. He pointed his gun at Ye Lingchen and threatened him. "Are you f*cking kidding me?! I will kill you on the spot!"

"Stop! You can kill me, but you must first tell this. Who killed me?"

"It's me!"

"Then…who are you?"

"I'm me! Who else could it be?"

Ye Lingchen shook his head. "No no no, anyone can be 'me'. I am 'me, and your lackeys also go by 'me'. But I want to know for sure… Who are you?"

The muscular man was confused and unsure, "Then… who is 'me'?"

"That, we're back to the initial question. Do you have any siblings? Are your parents still around?"

"I have no siblings and my parents are gone," answered the muscular man in a frenzied tone. "My parents were killed by this cruel society! That is why I want revenge on all of you! I want to kill all of you!"

Ye Lingchen roared, "Hold it! Did your parents allow you to murder?"

The muscular man was stunned.

Ye Linghen took the chance and hit the iron while it was hot. "What's the difference between you and the people that killed your parents? How will you face your parents after you die?! To live as a human, you can build character or help others. You can be like water, helping others in a hostile environment. A person like you is worse than an animal. If your parents were still living, they would die of a heart attack. Do you think you're worthy to be alive? %#&*1..."

Ye Lingchen was caught up in the moment, firing his words like a machine gun. All sorts of vitriol came forth without repeats, causing the muscular man to lower his head further with every passing moment. Finally, he was down on the floor, too ashamed to even lift his head.

As for the others in the plane, their hearts almost jumped out of their mouth, forgetting to breathe. They were all petrified, too scared to move.

Epic!

Just epic!

They were screaming in their hearts, looking at Ye Lingchen with admiration.

Daring to administer vitriolic justice upon these criminals with absolute insolence. That was beyond their imagination, destroying their worldview.

Half an hour later, Ye Lingchen's mouth went dry. Finally, the muscular man hit the floor with a thud and started bawling.

Drip, drip!

The other four hijackers too threw their guns down and broke down crying on the floor.

"Saviour, my savior!" The muscular man hugged Ye Lingchen's leg. "If you didn't lecture me, I wouldn't have realized I was such a trash! I've made up my mind. I will let this plane go and turn myself in. That would be considered as my contribution to the world."

"Realize your mistakes and make amends. That is the best course of action."

Ye Lingchen nodded contentedly, then quietly gathered up the guns that were thrown on the floor. He then tied them all up.

"Saviour, tighter, please. You must make sure it's tight. Only then my guilty conscience can feel a sliver of comfort."

Ye Lingchen nodded, then in a righteous tone he said, "Worry not, it will be done!"

"Thank you…"

Ye Lingchen continued to nag on 'inaudibly'.