Chapter 118 Wilderness on the Left (Part 2)

The semifinal face-off against Kuangzuo Band was that night.

With just one hour before he had to take the stage, Cen Ye was resting in his own private makeup room. No one from the band had come to disturb him either; they were all in the large rest area outside.

Leaning back in a deck chair, the lighting dimmed, the din of noise felt distant, as if he were in his own quiet little world.

He stared into the void before him, his expression and gaze equally misty and tranquil, akin to a warrior who had been carrying a heavy burden for days and was now about to cast it off and go into battle. His heart, oddly, was at peace—neither joyful nor sorrowful, only bewildered.