Inside the Star Language Hall, the air was so quiet it was almost frozen, with only a faint jazz tune lingering in the air.
The clustered footsteps gradually came to a halt at the entrance.
The people behind Tang Song unanimously and consciously stopped in their tracks.
Shangguan Qiuya pressed her red lips tightly, a look of daze flashing in her eyes.
This was the feeling.
No, or rather... even stronger! More direct!
Back then, his look was far less outstanding than now, but just with a powerful aura, even Chairman Jin would retract all his edges when standing in front of him, content to play a supporting role.
Once you've encountered such a person, it's hard to feel any waves over other so-called "excellent" ones.
If Chairman Jin were present now, he would probably be very pleased.
Her gaze chased the figure ahead.
The entire reception hall seemed to be divided into two worlds by an invisible wall.
