"It was you who hit me, oh, my heart hurts so much! I feel like I'm about to die. You heroes must stand up for this old lady."
"I'm a poor, lonely old woman, just relying on doing housework for people to earn a little money. Now that I've been hit and injured, how am I supposed to live?"
The old lady lying on the ground pointed at Ling Xiao and shouted.
"Did you hear that? Everyone says it was you who hit her. Could such an old lady possibly be lying to you?"
"Exactly, exactly, I just saw it too. This kid ran without looking, hit someone, and tried to slip away."
"Make him kneel and apologize to the old lady."
"What's the use of just apologizing? He must compensate."
"That's right, if he doesn't compensate, don't let him leave!"
The crowd began to grow indignant.
Ling Xiao, however, wore a cold smile on his lips. He didn't need to ask; these people were mostly in cahoots, with some others who just wanted to watch the excitement and stir up trouble.
