TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　Shao Xian continued to follow the sudden jumps and drops in keys as best as she could, but she was already nearing her limit. Her movements stiffened and she frowned as she tried her best to make sense of the lyrics that were continuously dropping from above.

　　"She can't keep up…" Fang Shui'er sighed and walked toward the stage. "You've done well. You can leave the rest to me." She took the microphone from Shao Xian.

　　Fang Shui'er could no longer afford to lay low. There was always the possibility of other missions to come, and they had wasted far too much time on this one already.

　　As soon as Shao Xian pa.s.sed on the microphone, she lost the strength that kept her going and almost fell off the stage. She put her hands on her knees to support herself and panted violently. Li Yiming rushed forward to her aid, being both worried and grateful. Shao Xian raised her head toward the stage and seemed to regret not being able to continue.

　　"That was an amazing performance…" Li Yiming could resonate with Shao Xian's not wanting her performance to be over, since he had felt the exact same way.

　　Fang Shui'er slid her fingers on the microphone. She brushed her hair, and a gust of wind conveniently blew it backward as she recalled what it is like to be on the stage.

　　"It's Fang Shui'er!"

　　"It's Mrs. Fang!"

　　"Go, Shui'er!"

　　Fang Shui'er's appearance on the stage caused a ma.s.sive uproar of support and antic.i.p.ation from the crowd.

　　Li Yiming and Shao Xian were amazed at how people could be so absorbed into a musical performance when their lives were in danger.

　　'Unless…' Li Yiming looked at Chen Quan, who was cheering fervently. He understood that this domain, just like the one in Tianshan, was about the amplification of one specific aspect of life.

　　Just as Fang Shui'er brought the microphone to her mouth, the giant holographic characters vanished. Fang Shui'er was suddenly inundated in a waterfall of colorful illumination. The different colors which crossed and overlapped on her robe were as beautiful as the stars in the nightly sky.

　　The change of the stage was unexpected to Fang Shui'er, but she still turned toward the man who sat on the sofa below the stage and smiled sweetly. The music resumed, this time being a piece played with the low sound of the cello and the resounding sound of the harp. Red, near-transparent holographic arrows started falling once again.

　　"What is that?" Li Yiming was confused at the change that occurred.