Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Wow! Little sister, look!"

"She conjured doves out of her hat!"

Maple's wolf ears twitched excitedly, and its blue eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Hmm." Although Ling only responded softly, the swaying silver wolf tail betrayed her inner turmoil.

Bai Chuyi held a piece of cake in her hand and ate it in small bites.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between the stage and the cake, and she looked very satisfied.

The magic show went exceptionally smoothly. From card tricks to the silk scarf disappearing act, every act was perfect, without any unexpected incidents.

"strangeness."

Yang Xian was highly focused, keeping a close watch on every corner of the stage.

"Could this really just be an ordinary magic show?"

"Did Xu Huanhuan really not do anything underhanded?"

"Given that guy's personality, who always wants to stir up trouble."

"I went to all this trouble to trick myself into coming here, it's definitely not just to let him see a pigeon show."

Yang Xian and his group did not sit together.

He himself was in the best viewing spot in the entire venue, while Luo Bingyan, Bai Chuyi, and the Wolf Sisters sat a few rows behind him.

As for Nan Shunian, she rightfully occupied the number 1 seat in the first row thanks to her "prize" number.

However, this chosen one had absolutely no interest in the spectacular performance on stage.

From the moment she sat down, she never looked up once, completely absorbed in her phone world, muttering to herself.

"Go! Go! Support, what are you waiting for! Initiate the team fight!"

"Tsk! Lost again, they're really a bunch of bots..."

Although Nan Shunian was sitting at the very front, she was still several meters away from Xu Huanhuan on the stage.

With Yang Xian's sharp eyesight, even if Xu Huanhuan were to do something underhanded, she would definitely not escape his notice.

Just then, Xu Huanhuan's voice came from the stage.

Thank you for your enthusiastic applause!

"Next up is the final act of the night..."

"A magical transformation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stage lights went out instantly, plunging the entire auditorium into darkness.

A few seconds later, when the lights came on again, there was a huge, upright wooden crate in the center of the stage, large enough to hold an adult.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stage lights came on again, and a huge, upright wooden box, as tall as a person, appeared in the center.

"A magical transformation...?"

Yang Xian felt a chill run down his spine, and his focus instantly sharpened.

On stage, Xu Huanhuan walked to the wooden box, patted it, and then opened the door to show the audience that it was empty.

She even rotated the box so that viewers from every angle could see it clearly.

She walked around the box a couple of times and snapped her fingers.

The box door opened automatically.

Inside the box, Xia Ming was smiling and waving to the audience.

"Whoosh—"

The audience erupted in applause.

Xia Ming stepped out of the box, gracefully twirled around on the stage to show that he was indeed a real person, and then smiled as he walked back into the box.

Xu Huanhuan closed the box door again.

At this point, Yang Xian still didn't realize that anything was wrong.

Xia Ming was her magic assistant, and they helped her come out of the box. This was the most basic magic procedure, and there were no major problems.

But the next second, Xu Huanhuan's action made Yang Xian's pupils shrink suddenly.

Xu Huanhuan closed the box door, a more mysterious smile appearing on her face.

She didn't use any more smoke or light; she simply patted the box lightly and then flung the door open.

The person in the box was no longer Xia Ming, but a gray-haired girl squatting inside.

The girl kept her head down, engrossed in her mobile game, seemingly oblivious to the changes in her surroundings.

"Nan Shunian... how did she end up on stage?"

The thought flashed through Yang Xian's mind.

With a "bang".

Xu Huanhuan closed the box door again.

Yang Xian subconsciously looked toward position number one, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The seat that should have been occupied by Nan Shunian was now empty!

"How is that possible!"

Yang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

How did she manage to transform a living person from a seat into a box right under my nose?

From beginning to end, he did not sense the slightest spatial fluctuation.

Nan Shunian seemed to have vanished from her seat out of thin air and then reappeared in that box out of thin air.

This goes beyond the realm of magic!

"Ladies and gentlemen, please open your eyes wide!"

Xu Huanhuan on stage shouted loudly again, attracting everyone's attention.

She smiled and opened the trunk door again.

This time, the person in the box was Bai Chuyi!

She stretched her hands out in front of her, as if there was an invisible layer of glass separating them.

That innocent little face was now filled with panic and helplessness.

Bai Chuyi's mouth was open, as if she was desperately shouting something.

But her faint voice was instantly drowned out by the applause and cheers around her.

But Yang Xian still understood her lip reading.

She is saying—

"Da Yang..."

Yang Xian's face instantly darkened.

He turned around abruptly and looked at the spot where Bai Chuyi had been sitting behind him.

That seat, too, became completely empty.

He immediately scanned the entire room, searching for Luo Bingyan, Feng, and Ling.

No.

are gone.

Their seats were empty, except for the unfinished cake and half-drunk drinks.

"hateful!"

"When exactly...?"

Yang Xian's mind went blank.

I was clearly watching Xu Huanhuan the whole time.

But Bai Chuyi and the others still disappeared one after another.

As Yang Xian's gaze fell upon the stage, all the lights in the auditorium went out with a "snap."

Absolute darkness enveloped everything.

The only spotlight still on shone directly on the petite girl in the center of the stage.

The applause, laughter, cheers, and all other sounds around him vanished without a trace in an instant.

Yang Xian subconsciously looked around.

The once bustling and packed audience seats are now just a deathly silence of darkness, with countless empty seats.

The entire venue was now empty except for him and Xu Huanhuan on the stage.

Under the spotlight, Xu Huanhuan lifted her skirt and gracefully bowed to him.

That sweet face with two little tiger teeth was filled with the smugness of a successful prank.

"Handsome Yang..."

The girl's voice, tinged with sarcasm, echoed in the empty auditorium.

"How was my performance?"

"Do you still like it?"