Everyone then saw Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly sit up, like a reanimated corpse, and reach out with lightning speed to grab Ming Jing's neck.
However, before her hands could touch Ming Jing's neck, they were hit by a stone that suddenly appeared, causing Zhu Xiangxiang to cry out in pain. She fell backwards, landing on the ground in a most undignified manner.
"Rumble." The stone rolled to Ming Jing's feet.
It was a black pebble, the kind that filled a flower pot in the corner of the hall.
Ran Tengxiao squinted, looking around. Finally, he saw a teenage boy leaning against a pillar to the northwest, his arms crossed.
The young man had his hat low, blending into the crowd.
The stone that popped up out of nowhere startled everyone, sending chills down their spines.
Ye Feng stared blankly and then suddenly shouted towards the northwest, "Xi Yu."
People turned towards the direction he indicated, but all they saw was a clueless Ye Cheng. No one else.
