Chapter 221 - 217: Conspiracy
Somehow, Li Xianglu felt something off about the rigging backstage. As the call for readiness came, Li Xianglu had no time to think further and grabbed the lever, her gaze fixed on the stage from the side. At that moment, Shen Yuehong emerged from the wings, lifting her elegant neck to joyfully look towards the center of the stage, and then leapt into the air.
Li Xianglu began to control the retraction of the rigging wire. Everything was going well, with Shen Yuehong gracefully initiating her leap, then extending both hands forward in a poised gesture.
As Li Xianglu continued to retract the wire, she had to navigate through a patch of cardboard flowers on the stage with her legs kept open—a distance of at least one meter was needed for the maneuver.
Everything was fine until Li Xianglu was about to ease off the rope when suddenly she saw the rope on the round winch slide out by itself.
Not good! The line snapped!
Without a second thought, Li Xianglu grabbed the rope in front of her, clinging desperately to it, and then the break on the winch finally manifested. Li Xianglu was drenched in sweat, ignoring the scorching pain in her palms, carefully loosening the rope bit by bit.
Meanwhile, Shen Yuehong had landed lightly in the front.
The ropes were no longer needed, and only then did Li Xianglu open her hands, the palms—once delicate—were marred with blood, with beads of blood emerging in greater number, the pain so severe that tears nearly fell from Li Xianglu’s eyes.
Just as Li Xianglu released her grip, there was a sudden commotion at the front of the stage, cries rang out along with voices exclaiming in pain.
Li Xianglu couldn’t afford to see what happened at the front; her wound required immediate attention. But just as she turned around, she heard someone shouting, "Not good, the rigging wire broke!"