Twenty minutes later.
Whoosh!
A shadow swiftly and silently entered the stadium, and after a few flickers, stopped on the roof of the stadium.
The newcomer was none other than Zhang Xiaohao, who was wandering along the way.
Finding a comfortable spot, Zhang Xiaohao took out a blanket, spread it on the roof, and casually sat down.
With a silent grasp of his right hand, he grabbed a tile and removed it effortlessly, instantly bringing everything inside the stadium into view.
From there, one could clearly see the stage and the seats below, and even if people looked up, they wouldn't notice anyone above.
Flipping his hand, Zhang Xiaohao took out a jar of clear liquor and drank lazily.
A sweeping surge of Soul Power enveloped the entire stadium, searching for the culprit secretly plotting against Bai Xue Company.
Backstage, in a luxurious room.
Sun Mi sat complexly on a chair, looking at herself in the mirror.
