He clapped his hands, thinking the lights would obediently go out at that very moment, highlighting just how everything was under his control.
But in the second when nothing happened,
looking at Klim, who seemed as though he wanted to say something but hesitated, and sensing Tang Bing's gaze beside him that could not bear to watch, Fang Ran felt like he could no longer maintain the strained smile on his face.
Huh? This seemed a little different from what he had imagined.?
Wait!
After blanking out for a second, Fang Ran immediately realized what the problem was. If the lights had not gone out as planned, then that meant...
Something had happened to Yota!!!
"Um... Your Excellency, may I ask..."
"No! Sorry, help me look after Gourd first! I'll be right back!"
The moment he realized the plan had gone wrong, before Klim could even finish his question,
Fang Ran threw out those words and rushed out the door in a hurry,
leaving behind Klim, who looked bewildered as though an acquaintance had asked him to look after a child, and Tang Bing, whose face darkened as though she had been treated like a child being handed over to someone else.
Even in formalwear, he moved swiftly and nimbly, his dress shoes striking the corridor tiles in hurried footsteps.
The control room should be underground.
From the second-floor ballroom, he charged into the emergency stairwell, undid the troublesome buttons of his suit, and leaped straight down through the gaps between the crisscrossing stairs!
Osphia should have already lured away the only Participant here. Then what exactly had happened down there?
An ambush? Reinforcements?
Had Yota been captured by them!?
Calmly considering the worst possibilities, darkness spread through his eyes as his suit fluttered around him in the fall. Hugin