Sunshine District.
This complex is right next to her apartment, an old complex with some years behind it.
Chuzheng only realized there was no elevator when she arrived and had to climb up herself.
Really testing the weak, helpless, and pitiful me.
Chuzheng climbed up to the fifth floor with the box.
5-3.
This should be it.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door.
A minute passed, and no one answered.
Chuzheng knocked again.
Still, no one answered.
"..."
As Chuzheng debated whether to leave the package at the door or kick the door in, someone came up the stairs.
"Is it here?"
"It should be here... 5-3, yes, this is it..."
A few people rushed up, heading straight for Chuzheng's position.
Their aggressive demeanor seemed like they were out for revenge.
They saw Chuzheng standing at the door, paused in surprise, and then eyed her up and down with a strange look.
Chuzheng felt like a piece of meat on a chopping block, scrutinized back and forth.
