Nangong Lengyu wanted to help the girl up, but she was forced to continue walking involuntarily. She could not help but feel anxious. Her eyes suddenly turned cold as she ordered sternly, "Someone fell down. Don't move!"
A cold and ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the air. It was very solemn, but it carried a sense of stability that shook one's heart. The crowd suddenly fell silent and stopped in their tracks.
Around them, more than ten security guards who had rushed over to maintain order were anxious to death. No matter how much they shouted, no one listened. If something happened, never mind whether the competition could continue, the relevant personnel would all get into trouble. Upon hearing the woman's shout, they saw the crowd—who had not listened no matter how much they shouted—suddenly stop as though they had been cast under a spell.
