"Get lost!!!"
Just as Mei Sijun's question left Qin Manjiang feeling somewhat lost, an enraged roar suddenly rang out beside him!
Yang, who had always treated others kindly and been upright and even-tempered, rose to his full height!
He broke free of the lyrics' hold and stared fixedly at the ghost onstage, then turned to look at Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun.
Mei Sijun was especially astonished. He stared at Yang in disbelief. Yang was indeed this round's First Seat, but precisely because of that, he should have experienced even more suffering.
Mei Sijun knew very well how deeply [Yellow Springs Opera] could erode a person. It could awaken their most unbearable memories and make them sink into them.
Yet Yang... had actually forced his way free!
Yang's chest heaved. Though his face was covered in sweat, his angry expression settled into calm.
"I don't know what you two have encountered, but to me, nothing matters more than staying alive." Yang looked firmly at Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun. "Confusion and questions are a normal part of life. Don't let them consume your hearts. As long as you're alive, you can find an answer to any question."
Qin Manjiang stared at him in a daze. Just like his name, Yang was a blazing sun that dried up the fog.
On the Weird River beneath the moon, inside this sinister Opera House, he shone dazzlingly bright.
"All right, but what should we do?" From the look of him, Mei Sijun seemed more concerned with how Yang had broken free of [Yellow Springs Opera] than with escaping this place alive.
Yang glanced at the river water around his waist. Every part that the water had soaked had turned to paper. All of them... were paper figures.
"Gather all the Jade Cicadas, and