Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 307 - 307 303 He is called Prisoner Two!

307: Chapter 303 He is called Prisoner Two!

(Extra update) 307: Chapter 303 He is called Prisoner Two!

(Extra update) Shen Yan had only rested for about five or six minutes when a staff member rang the doorbell to urge her back to the stage.

After Liu Fei’er had sung a theme song from a TV series in which she starred, she interacted with the fans in the audience for five or six minutes before stepping down and heading to the VIP seats reserved for friends and relatives to rest and watch Shen Yan’s concert.

When Shen Yan returned to the stage, she sang three consecutive songs, and the fourth song was “Too Deep.”

As the prelude to the song began, a tall figure slowly rose from the center of the stage.

The figure was dressed in a retro long robe and wore a mask that nearly enveloped the entire head.

The mask featured many small braided wigs, fashioned from metal and leather, revealing only the mouth and a pair of deep, ocean-like eyes.

Such a peculiar appearance immediately drew the curiosity of the fans below, though they thought it was just a backup dancer.

“Wow, that backup dancer’s outfit is really cool,” Zhao Tianya couldn’t help shouting to Li Zhaojun.

Li Zhaojun simply nodded calmly.

Not far from them, Mo Xiaoyan saw the uniquely styled mask and instinctively gasped in surprise, her eyes wide as she focused on Ye Fan’s figure.

She had never imagined that Ye Fan would suddenly appear on this stage watched by a hundred thousand people.

Dongfang Yunqi couldn’t help but turn and ask, “What’s wrong?

You seem very surprised.”

“Nothing, hehe,” Mo Xiaoyan regained her composure and replied with a feigned laugh.

Soon, the fans and audience below realized there was something unusual about this uniquely styled “backup dancer.”

The moment this “backup dancer” rose from the center of the stage to the surface, he walked straight to Shen Yan’s side, then faced the audience and stood still.

“Hey, that backup dancer has a microphone.

He isn’t a backup dancer, but a guest singer,” Zhao Tianya exclaimed in surprise, “Who could this famous singer be, masked so thoroughly?”

Just then, Shen Yan began to sing with her ethereal and melodious voice.

As Shen Yan’s entrancing voice filled the air, all the speculation and curiosity about the “backup dancer” were suppressed, and the audience listened quietly.

Shen Yan sang the opening phrase, and Ye Fan’s voice followed flawlessly and seamlessly.

The transition of the vocals moved all the fans, revealing expressions of surprise and delight.

Because the “backup dancer’s” voice matched so well, fitting perfectly and sounding very pleasing, the audience readily accepted the “backup dancer’s” singing.

“Wow, the person in the mask sings really well,” Zhao Tianya couldn’t help commenting, “The baritone is pure and standard, with a magnetic and captivating quality.

However, this voice sounds somewhat familiar, yet I can’t quite remember which star it belongs to.”

Li Zhaojun also watched the “backup dancer,” nodding in agreement with Zhao Tianya’s words.

Nearby, Mo Xiaoyan was shocked again, “He, he is actually Shen Yan’s guest singer, and he sings so well.”

Dongfang Yun’s eyes also widened involuntarily.

She felt she had heard this voice before but couldn’t recall it, so she stared intently at the figure of the “backup dancer,” hoping to decipher some clues.

Meanwhile, Zeng Jingwei, who knew the identity of the “backup dancer,” had her eyes locked tightly on Ye Fan.

Her fists were clenched tightly on her thighs, and her pretty face was both radiant and tense as she silently chanted in her heart, “Go Ye Fan!

Go Ye Fan!…”

As Ye Fan and Shen Yan sang the duet for “Too Deep”, they performed it exceptionally well, like never before, captivating fans in the audience utterly.

Finally, after “Too Deep” had ended, it took half a minute for the enthusiastic fans below to snap out of the spell of the song, and then they erupted into thunderous applause and shouts that seemed to pierce the sky.

The applause and shouts continued intensely for over a minute, showing no signs of abating.

Seeing such a vigorous reaction from the fans, Shen Yan couldn’t help but turn to Ye Fan and gave him a smiling nod, thumbs up.

Ye Fan responded with a nod, smiling.

After exchanging looks, Shen Yan turned her head forward and took the initiative to quiet the wild applause and shouting from below.

Once it was quiet, Shen Yan, holding the microphone, introduced, “This is my good friend, Prisoner Two—a very talented singer…”

The fans below reacted with a mix of surprise and confusion.

“Prisoner Two?

What a strange name,” Zhao Tianya murmured to herself, puzzled, “I’ve never heard of him before.

And he sings so well, yet isn’t a famous singer.”

“Prisoner Two?

He actually chose such a peculiar name!” Mo Xiaoyan thought, surprised, yet her impression of Ye Fan had already switched from negative to positive, and she felt a tremor of excitement realizing that her brother-in-law was standing on the stage!

“Prisoner Two?

Such a unique name,” Dongfang Yunqi murmured to herself, finding herself fond of the voice of Prisoner Two.

Liu Fei’er gazed at Ye Fan, eyes sparkling, and muttered to herself, “I didn’t expect him to sing so beautifully.”

Yet, Shen Yan didn’t pay attention to the surprise and confusion below, and continued, “…Next, my good friend Prisoner Two will bring everyone a new song, ‘Only Love.’ Let’s welcome him with applause!”

As Shen Yan’s voice fell, an enthusiastic burst of applause and shouts filled the air, with people starting to scream the name “Prisoner Two.”

After a performance of “Too Deep” that could be described as perfect, the fans below had accepted the person known as “Prisoner Two.”

Shen Yan turned to Ye Fan, giving him an encouraging look.

Ye Fan calmly nodded back to reassure her.

As Shen Yan stepped onto the central elevator of the stage, her graceful figure slowly descended, and the prelude to “Only Love” began to play.

Ye Fan picked up the microphone, and as he moved freely across the stage, he brewed the mood of the song along with the prelude.

Finally, Ye Fan engineered the mood of the song well, and as the prelude ended, he sang deeply and passionately into the microphone:

“Who stands atop the mountain, sword in hand, merging with the universe?

Who holds his beloved and drunkenly sleeps beneath the setting sun for ten thousand years?

I tread across endless mountains of bones, traveling to distant realms,

Only to glimpse your true face…”

As the song filled the air, everyone was instantly lost in his voice, unable to pull themselves away, as their emotions changed with the song, and tears gradually overflowed and streamed down their faces.

While immersed in Ye Fan’s singing, they looked opaquely at his figure on the stage.

They saw a tall figure dressed in an antique robe, wearing a mask adorned with numerous small braids, masking his identity, shrouded in mystery, yet filled with boundless imagination.

Through the blurred vision, that mysterious figure became real, making everyone feel as if Prisoner Two was the protagonist of the song itself, filled with limitless vicissitudes and deep devotion…