At that moment, the sound of a glass bottle shattering suddenly came from upstairs, piercing the ears, even audible over the gentle music playing on the first floor.
Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, worriedly saying, "Oh no, Ji Tian is alone upstairs, could something dangerous have happened? Come with me and let's check it out."
Tang Yu's face changed, "Do you know which room she's in?"
Shen Zhiyi nodded, "Yes, follow me."
Having said that, she led the way forward, and a large group followed her upstairs.
As the host of the banquet, Bai Tingyu was naturally at the forefront. There were at least twenty guest rooms reserved for the guests, spreading across the second, third, and fourth floors.
Shen Zhiyi led everyone to a room that she had arranged with Gong Dongxi, located in the second to last one along the spacious corridor.
Even through the door, ambiguous panting could be heard.
