Xuan Cheng's senses instantly heightened as an alarming sensation suddenly rippled through the air. She did not move, her eyes wide open, but her gaze wandered inward, searching every dim nook and cranny of the palace for the cause of the commotion. Despite having a racing heart and rapid breathing, she remained eerily still.
Zhao Ming, who was standing next to her, had a confused look on his face. Strange screams filled his ears, resonating through the room like a menacing melody, but he was unable to identify their source. His brow furrowed, curiosity and worry mingling with his features.
The Crown Prince, who was across the room, watched his friends' abrupt transformation with increasing unease. Had he done something unintentionally to cause such a visceral response? While contemplating this, he calmly sipped his tea, but his attention was still on Zhao Ming and Xuan Cheng.
