Although Xu Qingmei was close enough to see clearly, she still didn't feel as deeply affected as Jing Huai, who was directly targeted by the intense gaze.
When the camera panned over, he took the opportunity to gaze affectionately in the direction of Jiang Lingxi, but a creepy, hair-raising sensation quickly surged through him.
Even though he held the gaze for only two seconds before he couldn't help but look away, the chilling sensation didn't dissipate.
He could sense the direction the gaze came from, yet couldn't muster the courage to look back.
He could only sit rigidly in place, his body stiff, sweat pouring down like rain.
Until the force from the gaze dissipated, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say, he felt as if he had died once.
Jiang Lingxi seemed to sense something and looked up towards the direction of the judges' seats.