Chapter 157 Xi Qingchuan, Are You Alright?
- I stared in pure shock as Xi Qingchuan fell over the balcony before I could make a grab for him. There was nothing else to do at that point, so I screamed.
- This was the fourth floor. He wasn’t Superman. Was I going to find a flattened piece of pancake at the bottom?
- My ears rang with my piercing screams. Then, I heard another voice.