At this moment, everyone in the hall had snapped back to reality, and they all started screaming, with a few struggling to run outside.
But Qingzhu did not give them the opportunity.
That lean yet powerful hand pressed on the dark, unknown material of the flute, emitting sounds that were both light and heavy.
Instantly, all the women in the room stood frozen in place, just like the old eunuch from before, only able to move their eyes while the rest of their bodies remained immobile.
"If you want to live, sit still and don't move. Anyone who makes a sound will end up dead," Qingzhu declared.
The crowd was full of terrified faces, no one daring to utter even the slightest sound.
Qin Zhongyu naturally recognized Qi Yue.
But at this moment, he was filled with nothing but surprise and shock.
Half of the Imperial Guard had been dispatched, yet the person they were supposed to capture was right here!