This sudden change shocked all the guests present, causing them to rush outside. However, the banquet hall was pitch dark, and one could hardly see their own hands. Soon, many guests fell to the ground in the chaos, their cries continuous.
"Who is pushing me?"
"Don't... don't step on me... oy vey!"
"Everyone, don't panic, stay calm, to avoid injuring others," someone shouted loudly.
Then, quick-reacting people took out their phones and turned on the flashlight apps. Seeing this, others immediately followed suit. However, due to the explosion just now, the banquet hall was filled with white smoke, enveloping everyone and reducing visibility to less than five meters.
Zhu Hong hastily lifted his phone, shining the light towards Nanrong Wanqing's direction and shouting, "Wanqing, you..." As soon as he started speaking, he froze. He saw a wheelchair left in its place, but Nanrong Wanqing had already disappeared, and Ling Chen was gone too. Only Zhong Wei and Liang Zhao Hui were left.
