A Stage Built on Corpses: The Idol’s Most Fatal Performance 01

"Are you an idiot or what?"

One couldn't blame Sian for his twisted expression at this moment. Technically speaking, the man in the silver mask could kill everyone and walk out of this forest whenever he wanted. Especially now—he had already obtained the information he wanted and killed the prisoner, so there was no real reason for him to linger and chat with them.

He could just wipe them all out, board his helicopter, and fly away before any reinforcements arrived.

But Sian didn't want to do what this arrogant man wanted—this man who acted as if he was above everyone else. And besides, his request was bizarre. Seriously, who in their right mind would ask someone to sing for them in the middle of a forest littered with corpses?

Even the audience watching the live broadcast was stunned by the sudden turn of events.