"Sure, you decide." Xu Ai raised her glass, "Cheers, to the future."
"Cheers, to the future."
The two had just left the mall when suddenly they heard a violent explosion. A window on the top floor of the hotel shattered, and a red flare shot up, forming a mushroom cloud. Then huge glass panes and shattered stones began to fall from the tall building. Qiao Xia instinctively looked up and saw the huge glass panes and stones crashing down.
The crowd screamed and ran wildly. Xu Ai pulled Qiao Xia under a shelter. Glass crashed to the ground, shattering everywhere, and other debris made an imprint on the ground just two meters away. A piece of glass almost hit Xu Ai and Qiao Xia.
Xu Ai and Qiao Xia were still in shock, not expecting such a scene in a bustling area.
"That was scary."
"It's okay, it's okay, as long as we're not hurt. Let's get out of here quickly."
