"What are you doing?!" Chu Zhenwu snapped, his face darkening with anger.
But Lin Fan couldn't respond.
Because the next moment, a loud, explosive sound echoed.
Nope. It was not fireworks.
It was something far worse.
His pants ruptured under the terrifying force, and what followed was nothing short of a disaster. The impact was so strong that it didn't simply fall—it shot outward with terrifying momentum.
The front row took the full brunt of it.
Chu Daxing froze for a split second before his expression twisted in disbelief and disgust. Chu Zhiyuan, standing beside him, had no time to react before he was caught in the same wave.
"What the hell—?!"
Some organic yellow stuff even went into his mouth.
"Ugh—*Vomit*!"
The chaos began instantly.
Screams erupted throughout the hall as people stumbled backwards, trying to escape. Some slipped on the organic matter on the floor, and others collided with each other, their composure completely shattered by this vicious attack.
