No wonder...
Yu Baiyi thought in shock, No wonder everyone calls him the Rose Duke. It really suits him perfectly, doesn't it?
Yu Zihan, meanwhile, stared at the sea of flowers in astonishment, admiration written across her face.
Such beautiful roses.
Ding ding~ ding ding ding ding~
The music drew nearer from afar, reaching Yu Baiyi in an instant.
Yu Baiyi felt the ground vanish beneath his feet.
The floor seemed to have collapsed.
He instantly plunged into a bottomless abyss.
In the darkness, he fell for who knew how long before specks of starlight suddenly lit up around him.
A round stage appeared beneath him.
He crashed heavily onto the stage.
Hiss!
Yu Baiyi sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.
That fall had been brutal. His legs no longer felt like his own.
That creepy music began playing again.
As the music rose—
A beam of light shone down onto the stage.
It fell upon Yu Baiyi and a spot behind him.
He seemed to hear a spotlight being switched on.
Then, footsteps sounded from behind him.
Nervously, he formed a fireball, intending to hurl it behind him.
But when he tried to move his arm, he discovered that no matter what he did, he could not raise it.
Not only could he not lift it—even his fingers would not move.
Cold sweat broke out across Yu Baiyi's body. What was going on?
Was he possessed?
Or was he being controlled by some kind of ability?
Then who was approaching from behind him?
Countless thoughts flashed through Yu Baiyi's mind.
The footsteps drew closer and closer.
The spotlight behind him also moved closer, and the two beams of light gradually merged.
The music shifted from its earlier shrill, intermittently crackling sound, as though from a bad connection,