Yun Yue scanned the audience area, having caught a glimpse of a fleeting gaze that did not seem like a security patrol.
She picked up her phone and sent a message to Mo Fan to ask about the situation.
Mo Fan: [Nothing unusual detected for now.]
Yun Yue was still uneasy. The competition had ended, and the champion had been crowned, making it the perfect opportunity for someone to strike.
Just as everyone was preparing to leave, the lights at the venue suddenly went out, plunging it into darkness.
"What happened to the lights? What's going on?"
The venue was enclosed, and after the lights went out, darkness enveloped everything with only a few slivers of light seeping in from the ventilation ducts, but it was barely enough to illuminate a few rows of the audience seats.
"Mo Fan, what's happening on your end?" Yun Yue immediately contacted Mo Fan, sensing that something was wrong, and was met with the sound of a chaotic fight from the other side.
