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"Swish."

The entire world returned to brightness.

Jiang Chen briefly closed his eyes, and after a short period of adaptation, turned off the flashlight and put down his phone.

The music disappeared.

The person also disappeared.

The whole space was no different from when he first entered, as if everything that just happened was merely an indistinguishable illusion.

Only a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

Jiang Chen glanced at the stage, turned around, and went to open the door.

"General Jiang."

Outside the door.

Geng Zhida had a slightly awkward expression on his face.

Taoist Duanmu, who came up with him, looked at Jiang Chen, then turned his gaze inside the door.

It wasn't due to any other emotion.

Just out of concern for Jiang Chen's personal safety.

If Jiang Chen had delayed opening the door any longer, there might indeed have been a scene of breaking down the door with force.