The words "Gong Ting" had not yet come through the microphone when the hall suddenly plunged into darkness, only a few close political figures heard the Duke's chosen candidate.
The hall was so silent that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly. Someone shouted, "How could there be a power outage at such a crucial moment? Is it a sign of something?"
Gong Ting was absolutely not a superstitious person, yet at this moment, his heart was still inexplicably agitated, as this was indeed not a good omen.
Standing not far away, Leng Youchen suddenly relaxed his tightly clenched fist.
The Duke frowned, his palm suddenly empty, and in the dim light, he saw a figure quickly leaving. He took two steps and called out, "Ningning, where are you going?"
Wei Anning walked away without turning her head.
The Butler quickly came over, and the Duke barked orders, "Send someone to find out what happened, why the power suddenly went out?"
