As the evening progressed, Lin Feng and Lian toasted with their glasses, laughter filling the air. However, as they took their first sips, a sudden chill ran down Lian's spine. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and she looked at Lin Feng, alarmed.
"Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. "You look pale."
"I'm not sure," Lian said, gripping the table for support. "I just feel… strange."
Lin Feng's heart raced as he looked around, sensing something was off. The festive atmosphere began to dim as more guests around them started to show signs of discomfort. Xia rushed over, her eyes wide with worry. "What's happening?"