"Who's that?"
"Who's the f*cker who threw something down?"
"Just now, I heard a scream?"
"It must be that couple fighting and smashing things again! No guts to appear now?
"That almost hit someone! Do you know how dangerous it is to throw things out of the window from an altitude?"
"Hey beautiful, are you alright?"
Xiang Wan was still in a daze. Her surroundings were now in a uproar, filled with voices of the residents. There were residents looking down from their windows to find out what happened. A few pedestrians behind rushed toward her to check out what happened. They also surrounded the broken flowerpot, and followed her by looking up toward the residential block, pointing their fingers and discussing amongst themselves.
It was silent over at the fourth floor of the residential building.
The shadow that flashed past the window was nowhere to be seen.
No one knew which window the flowerpot had fallen from.
