The height between floors in a large shopping mall was considerably greater than that of an ordinary townhouse.
So, how many floors of an ordinary townhouse would a five-story mall be equivalent to in height—no one cared about that sort of question.
Watching a woman in a black suit skirt fall right in front of her and slam heavily into the square-tiled floor, the pedestrians were so frightened that they collapsed onto the ground.
The woman's body kept twitching. Her hair had come loose, and bright red blood quickly spread across the floor, soon staining her body.
She was still foaming at the mouth.
"Help... an ambulance! Call an ambulance, quick!!"
But because of Tu Jiaya's meet-and-greet, the plaza had long since become packed to the point of immobility... Even if they called one, it would probably have trouble getting in, right?
Luo Qiu was sitting on a beige fabric sofa inside a furniture store in the plaza. Not far away, the saleswoman had also slumped over the counter, apparently having fallen asleep.
You Ye emerged from the rippling space, still carrying Ren Ziling in her arms.
You Ye placed Ren Ziling beside Luo Qiu, then said softly, "Master, she only fainted temporarily. It isn't serious."
Boss Luo was looking at an antique book he had casually taken from Vice President Lai's office. He nodded. "Let's stick to the old rule. I don't want her getting involved in this."
You Ye nodded. She reached out and lightly tapped Ren Ziling's forehead, then suddenly asked, "If Master were to appear personally, it should be easy to complete a transaction."
"When people face death, they produce an incredibly powerful will..." Luo Qiu shook his head. "If I were there, it would be easy to trigger the transaction mechanism. Listen to