Exposed

"Ding—" The red light in front of them lit up, emitting a piercing sound. The staff said, "Sorry, Mr. Yu, your answer is incorrect."

Xi Yan looked at him without speaking, then walked straight to the piano. Smooth music flowed from his fingers, carrying a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, exactly the same as the music played earlier.

Then, the music stopped, and his clear voice came through, "It's 'Decadent,' written by A-country singer Burt Becky at the darkest moment of his life."

He spoke each word clearly and fluently, smiling as he glanced at Yu Mian. "I wonder how Senior Yu could have mistaken this for his 'Black Night.' Could it be that there's something similar between the two?"

With each word he spoke, Yu Mian's face grew paler. His mind went blank after Xi Yan's accusation of plagiarism.

How could he know...