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    But Jack had no intention of clearing things up. With no proof to back him, any attempt to correct the rumor could spark bacsh—and that could bring Starlight more harm than good.


    For now, he’d let the frenzy run wild. Free attention was still attention. As for the rest? Jack figured he would stay silent. He was content to sit back and let the drama unfold.


    Five days rolled by, and theunch of The Voice of Zephyria’s sixth season had finally arrived. Before the first note even yed, online viewership had already shattered six hundred million—with countless foreign viewers tuning in too.


    With just sixty minutes left on the countdown clock, the energy at the venue was electric. Contestants, celebrities, and producers poured in one after the other, the backstage halls buzzing with excitement.


    Everyone waited, some breathless, for Rosanna’s debut moment. But even more, they whispered and spected about Composer K — the enigmatic genius who had never been seen in public.


    Thepetition venue was alive with energy.


    Behind the scenes, staff were in a flurry of activity—tense and bustling, their movements a choreographed dance of urgency. The event, being broadcast live across the inte, was already a spectacle, with over two hundred million viewers eagerly tuning in, making it one of the most awaited moments in recent history.


    “Hey, I can’t help but wonder — which judge is K? I’m such a die-hard fan, I’d trade anything for an autograph,” one staff member mused, her voice tinged with both awe and curiosity.


    “As far as I know, K’s identity is a mystery. If it weren’t for Brielle, the singing sensation, we might never have gotten K to judge this event,” another responded.


    Their voices blended in the air, their eyes drifting toward the judges’ table on stage, where K’s namete stood in bold letters. The air around it seemed to vibrate with anticipation.


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    Whenever someone passed by, all eyes would instinctively dart toward that spot.


    The anticipation for K’s arrival was electric, even surpassing the excitement of the contestants themselves.


    Outside the venue, influencers and independent media outlets, eager to stake their im to the spotlight, began live streaming, quickly attracting a massive audience. Undoubtedly, the excitement for thispetition had already surpassed any previous events.


    Online discussions were in full swing, with “Will Maia Watson attend?” trending as the talk of the day.


    “I bet Maia won’t show up. She’s not a contestant — what, is she going to shamelessly be part of the audience? Has she gone mad trying to be an influencer?”


    “So what’s wrong with being an influencer? Do you even know how many influencers are already here? K is the one who’s the real legend today. Thepositions alone — are you even aware of the magic K’s created?” another retorted.


    “I think I saw Rosanna. Wow, she looks absolutely radiant today. Go, Rosanna!” someone eximed.


    “I saw her too. Can’t wait for Rosanna to perform ‘One More Day’ and steal the spotlight!” another voice chimed in.


    “Why haven’t some others shown up? ying dead? Rosanna’s here and she’s already the front-runner for this season of The Voice of Zephyria.” Maia was particrly tagged in thisment.


    In response to these provocations, Justiceze couldn’t resist stepping in with sharp mockery.


    “Champion? Stop daydreaming! Wake up!”


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