Under the dim light, only a small area directly in front of the stage could be vaguely seen. The figures below the stage were invisible, and Xiao Moli had already pulled An Ziqi into a blind spot in the light.
Lan Huan gritted his teeth, turned his head, and fiercely glared at Lan Yue, "Was it you who told them?"
Lan Yue's hands were tied tightly to the neon light with clothes, struggling hard. Seeing the light opposite go out, a heart that had been tightly clenched finally relaxed slightly.
"Brother, I beg you, let go," she said.
Glancing at the situation across from her and thinking of something, she urged hurriedly and anxiously, "They must have noticed by now. Brother, you need to leave quickly. If you get caught by Xiao Chen, he will not spare you."
