Just as Leng Shan walked into the first-floor lobby, he looked up and saw a figure falling from the fifth floor. He was shocked, "Xingshuang...".
As he was about to rush forward, a figure bolted like lightning, catching the falling Leng Xingshuang firmly in its arms.
Leng Shan was momentarily stunned, but quickly gathered himself and approached, "Xingshuang...".
Leng Xingshuang had thought she was certainly doomed. She had heard that those who fall to their death have terrifying, disfigured faces, their brains splattered everywhere, their faces utterly ruined. Her death would be so tragic that she'd be an ugly ghost even in the afterlife.
As her body fell, the sensation of weightlessness overwhelmed her, her mind went blank as all her past obsessions became ephemeral clouds with the fall.
The only person she regretted wronging was her grandfather.
