Jun Ruyu secretly gathered her strength, and an invisible dark glow slid from her fingertips over the flute she held.
The flute trembled slightly, and then, visible to the naked eye, the surrounding air rippled.
A surge of dark energy rushed towards Qin Xin.
Hu Yi was opening the car door for Qin Xin, shielding her as she got in, when he suddenly felt a shiver down his spine, as if a strange chill penetrated his bones, making even his brain feel cold.
Just as he was about to speak, his throat seemed to freeze over.
He couldn't make a sound, just a raspy whisper.
Qin Xin abruptly turned around, shoved Hu Yi into the car, and sharply glanced towards the entrance of the concert hall, where she saw the unconcerned Jun Ruyu holding a flute.
That burst of energy was repelled by the spiritual energy protecting her body just an inch before reaching her.
