A Chance Encounter

Yimo reached Floor 60 successfully, 20 minutes before the bomb was set to explode. Behind the large flowerpot diagonally across from the glass outside the auction hall, he successfully planted the second miniature timed directional bomb. Then he took a mop out of the cleaning cart and wiped the floor around it.

As before, to prevent anyone from getting hurt by accident, he would wipe the floor around the flowerpot with a fairly wet mop, then put up a Caution: Wet Floor sign.

But just then, something unexpected happened.

A woman in high heels walked over, her shoes clicking against the floor. Because she was walking rather quickly, she hadn't noticed that the freshly mopped floor was slippery. When she reached Yimo, her foot slipped and she accidentally fell forward.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise.

Yimo reacted quickly, instinctively reaching out to catch the woman and help her.

But the woman grabbed his arm and pulled him down with her, landing right on top of him.

Yimo's first reaction was to quickly grab the hat that had fallen to the ground, put it on, and pull the brim low. Then he looked at the woman in his arms.

She was on the petite side, probably less than 1.6 meters tall. Like Tong Muxue, she wore a black evening gown, but it wasn't V-necked. The neckline was quite modest, and she seemed to be rather flat-chested.

Her features were delicate, no less beautiful than Tong Muxue's, and she had a cool, aloof air about her.

Although Yimo had been pulled down with her and had served as her cushion, she had still banged her knee hard. It was visibly swelling and reddening. Gritting her teeth, she instinctively looked at Yimo, her gaze unfriendly.

"You... Who said you could grab me?"