At this moment, Yan Yinluo had no idea that a meticulously planned conspiracy was unfolding around her.
"Thank you all for attending my concert today. Although this concert is drawing to a close, for me, this is a new beginning! I hope that every day from now on, you will accompany me across the stars, towards the most beautiful and pure tomorrow!"
Yan Yinluo put down the microphone and bowed deeply to all her fans.
Today!
She was content! And very happy!
As she had said, this was just the beginning. The future was promising.
"Ah! Is it over already? I haven't heard enough!"
"One more song! One more song!"
"Hey! Don't push it! My Yinluo is already tired and needs to rest well!"
"Pah! Shameless! That's clearly my wife!"
"????"
"..."
Ye Ming looked at Yan Yinluo, whose eyes sparkled at this moment, and also showed a gentle smile.
But just then, he suddenly frowned. A bad premonition surged through his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Junxue beside him noticed Ye Ming's abnormality immediately.
"I don't know! I just have a bad feeling that something is about to happen!" Ye Ming's face had darkened, and a chill emanated from him.
Because that feeling was growing stronger.
And his intuition told him it had something to do with Yan Yinluo.
"Dolisia! Be alert of your surroundings!"
At this moment, Ye Ming suddenly said to Dolisia, "I'm going to use the 'Minor Celestial Eye Technique'!"
Upon hearing this, Dolisia, though not yet understanding what was happening, could see her young master's expression and sensed the urgency of the situation.
"Alright!"
She nodded and instantly expanded her senses. With her current strength, close to entering the Fusion Realm, covering the entire stadium was easy.
Meanwhile, Ye Ming's eyes were slightly closed, a faint blue glow flickering on his brow.
He was performing the 'Minor Celestial Eye Technique'.
The last time he used this immortal art was to divine the destinies of Fang Junxue and Ji Hongying.
And now, he was going to use this method to infer Yan Yinluo's recent fortune.
A moment later.
"Man-made disaster prevails, reputation shattered."
When Ye Ming calculated these eight characters, his eyes were filled with a sharp killing intent.
These few simple words explained everything.
"Ye Ming! What happened?"
Seeing the killing intent in Ye Ming's eyes, Nangong Qianyu's face also turned pale.
Fang Junxue and Dolisia also felt something was amiss.
"I'll tell you later! We must get Yinluo away from here immediately."
The situation left him no time to delay.
However, Ye Ming realized it was already a bit late.
What was bound to happen had already happened.
At this moment, the audience was becoming restless.
"No way! This... this can't be true!"
"Right! How... how is this possible? How could my Goddess Yinluo be that kind of person?"
"These pictures must be photoshopped! They must be!"
"But... but isn't the male celebrity in the picture the one who has been rumored to have an affair with Yinluo before?"
"And! The audio claims Yinluo deliberately suppressed other artists! The voices in this... must be fake too, right?"
"Yinluo's manager is also in the picture, could this really be true..."
"Impossible... this..."
"..."
On stage, Yan Yinluo had no idea that the internet had exploded at this moment.
Just a minute ago, numerous pictures and audio recordings related to Yan Yinluo had suddenly appeared on major online platforms.
The pictures mostly contained explicit photos of Yan Yinluo and scenes of her entering hotel rooms with male celebrities.
Although there were no explicit scenes, simple imagination could infer what happened in the stories depicted in the photos.
As for the audio recordings, they mainly captured Yan Yinluo's usual abusive language towards other artists. Among them were recordings of her repeatedly throwing tantrums and acting superior.
Although these were audio recordings without video evidence, the tone and speaking style of the person in the audio were almost identical to Yan Yinluo's.
There was no discernible difference.
The information revealed through these pictures and audio recordings was enough to portray Yan Yinluo as a woman with a chaotic private life, a mean and arrogant personality, and a corrupt character.
Within minutes, negative comments about Yan Yinluo instantly surged to the top of the trending searches.
And in the entertainment industry, it was all too common for people to be pushed down when they stumbled.
Those who wished you well were always the minority.
Therefore, led by some of Yan Yinluo's anti-fans, the entire public sentiment shifted.
"Tsk! So this is the pure maiden national pop diva? Look at those photos, so fair!"
"I really couldn't tell! Yan Yinluo's private life would be so chaotic! She really knows how to play!"
"Sigh! As expected, you can't judge a book by its cover!"
"Everyone, don't forget! This is only a part of what has been exposed so far! Perhaps there are even more shocking things behind the scenes?"
"It's quite possible! Maybe there are related videos on some websites."
"Ah! Is this true? Then I have to go look. Maybe I can enjoy it! No! I should learn from it! Hahaha!"
"Let's go! Me too!"
"..."
As these pictures and audio recordings fermented, all sorts of rumors began to fly.
Yan Yinluo, standing foolishly on stage at this moment, looked at the strange gazes of the crowd, completely unaware of what had happened.
But! Even without knowing the truth, Yan Yinluo could see some negative emotions in the audience's eyes.
There was disappointment and anger.
There was panic and shock.
And a hint of mockery.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
Yan Yinluo stood on stage, feeling as if she were being completely exposed under tens of thousands of gazes.
At this moment, she was as naked as if she were standing before everyone.
In her ears, various voices echoed.
Someone shouted: demanding an explanation.
Someone was enraged: claiming they had been blind.
Someone was shocked: saying none of this was real.
Someone was heartbroken: feeling the world was so complex.
"Why... why?"
Yan Yinluo no longer dared to look directly into people's eyes, her delicate body retreating backward. The light in her eyes was slowly being consumed.
Emotions of fear and unease were gradually taking over her heart.
"No... don't say it! No..."
Yan Yinluo covered her ears and shook her head desperately, shouting.
Just as she was about to collapse, a crisp snap of fingers suddenly echoed through the venue.
*Snap!*
The sound landed.
The world fell silent.
Before Yan Yinluo, four figures slowly walked towards her.
"Don't worry! We are here!"