"Your hair is all wet!" Ning Xiaofei frowned with concern, pulling Mu Tianye toward the lounge, "I'll find a blow-dryer to dry your hair for you."
He had just recovered from an injury, and his body was still quite weak, and she was only worried that he would catch a cold from the rain.
"I'm fine!"
Mu Tianye grabbed her hand, turned around, and his gaze swept across the people who were following him off the stage with a sharp intensity, stepping forward to block two contestants who were about to head back to the lounge.
"Before I get to the bottom of this, no one is allowed to leave!"
The man's voice wasn't loud, but his words were laced with a chilling authority.
Everyone's eyes shifted towards him, landing on Mu Tianye's face, and instinctively, they stood still, including the other two coaches who had come off the stage with Ji Mo, who also looked over puzzled.
