Press Conference

Chapter 71 Press Conference

Time flies, and the press conference is here in the blink of an eye.

The location is at Guanfeng Pavilion.

This was Bai Yuze's first time visiting Guanfeng Pavilion. He stood at the entrance and looked up at the three-meter-high cypress wood gate.

A deep red carpet was laid at the entrance, extending from the steps all the way to the depths of the hall. Security personnel in black suits stood on both sides, their headset wires tucked into their collars, their eyes watching every passerby.

Bai Yuze looked down at the only decent-looking coat he was wearing and silently straightened his collar.

Professor Mu walked ahead of him at a leisurely pace. The security guard at the entrance saw him, bowed slightly, and made way for him.

Bai Yuze followed behind, feeling like a duck that had never seen the world before, having wandered into a flock of swans.

The hall was larger than he had imagined.

A crystal chandelier hung from the three-story-high ceiling, its light cut into countless tiny specks, illuminating the people in suits below.

A champagne tower sits on a long table, with waiters carrying trays that gleam amber under the lights.

A faint scent of perfume and the rustling of women's skirts brushing the ground filled the air.

Bai Yuze found a corner to stand in, held a cup of an unidentified drink, and silently observed.

There were many people, but he could recognize the emblems.

The Tokugawa family's golden sunflower pattern, the Genji family's twin-leaf rhombus pattern, the Fujiwara family's five-petaled cherry blossom pattern, and the Oda family's papaya pattern—all four major families of the Eastern Kingdom are present.

Moreover, he also spotted several people in the crowd who were clearly not Japanese, speaking in Chinese, accompanied by translators and entourage.

On the other side, several blond-haired, blue-eyed men and women were holding champagne and discussing something in an American accent.

Bai Yuze huddled in the corner and silently took a sip of his drink.

Sweet.

Professor Mu and Aiwass stood beside the podium in the center of the exhibition hall, surrounded by a group of people.

Some people handed out business cards, some shook hands, and some leaned in to whisper to each other.

Professor Mu remained indifferent, occasionally nodding and saying a few words, while everyone around him listened intently.

Aiwas stood to the side, dressed in a suit, which was unusual for him. He still had dark circles under his eyes, but he looked much more energetic.

But it was clear that he didn't like talking to these people, so he seemed a bit aloof.

At that moment, a slight commotion came from the doorway.

Bai Yuzhe turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit walk in. His hair was neatly combed, his face was gentle, and there was a perfectly measured smile on his lips. Beside him was a young girl in a light purple dress, her hair tied in a single ponytail, revealing her slender neck and a pair of small pearl earrings on her earlobes.

White tea Qianxia.

She followed behind her father, a smile on her face that Bai Yuzhe was very familiar with, but Bai Yuzhe could see the light in her almond-shaped eyes at a glance.

boring.

I'm so incredibly bored.

Her father was exchanging pleasantries with the Fujiwara family, and she stood beside them, maintaining that kind and gentle smile, her gaze sweeping aimlessly across the crowd.

Then, she saw Bai Yuze.

Bai Yuze was huddled in a corner, holding a drink of unknown color. His jacket stood out like a duck that had wandered into a flock of cranes amidst the suits and tuxedos filling the room.

Bai Cha Qianxia's gaze lingered on him for a second, and then the polite smile on her lips suddenly took on a different meaning.

It's like walking in the desert for three days and suddenly seeing a cactus. Although you can't eat it, at least you've seen a touch of green.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over Bai Yuze, from his ill-fitting jacket to the suspiciously colored drink in his hand, and then to his huddled posture in the corner. She grinned as if she wanted to laugh, but held it back to maintain her image.

After that, Shiratsumi Chika didn't look at him again, and continued to stay by her father's side, maintaining that polite smile.

Bai Yuze didn't greet them. At that moment, someone passed by with very light footsteps, but Bai Yuze still subconsciously turned his head away.

Tokugawa boils clouds.

He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, his tie perfectly tied, and a familiar, lazy smile played on his lips as he spoke to a middle-aged man beside him. The man wore a dark gray kimono, with a gold sunflower crest and the Tokugawa family emblem pinned to his chest.

He was a bit older than Tokugawa Niun, and his eyes and brows had a similar sharpness, but he had a coldness and an unquestionable air about him.

Bai Yuzhe had never met this person before, but to repay a favor to his class monitor, he had specifically looked through the Tokugawa family's information. Tokugawa Takeshi, head of the Special Operations Section of the Security Bureau, eldest son of the Tokugawa family. It is said that he has an extreme aversion to non-disorderly existences, and even magical girls are abnormalities that need to be controlled in his eyes.

At that moment, Tokugawa Takeshi seemed to sense something and glanced in their direction.

Bai Yuze had already looked away and was drinking his beverage.

"What are you looking at?"

Aiwas had sneaked over at some point, carrying a plate of snacks and stuffing them into his mouth.

"It's nothing."

Bai Yuze looked at the pastries on his plate. "Senior brother, aren't you going to the social event?"

"What kind of socializing?"

Aiwas curled his lip. "Those people don't understand what I'm saying. I try to talk to them about miasma particles and molecules, and they try to talk to me about money..."

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Bai Yuze smiled.

Aiwas followed his gaze and lowered his voice: "What, do you have a grudge against the Tokugawa family? One of them is a government official, and the other is a member of the underworld. They're not easy to mess with. However, if you have a grudge against them, I can get them to give you some face."

Aiwas stuffed another pastry into his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "That's good. Never mind them. We're just here to eat and drink for free and look at the girls."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the hall, and he lowered his voice: "Look at that woman over there in the white cheongsam, she's from the Xia Federation, right? That air about her, you can tell she's not raised like this in Japan. And over there, that big foreign woman from the America Federation, she looks pretty sweet, but America's women, well, just look and that's enough."

Bai Yuzhe followed his gaze and saw the woman from America conversing with someone while holding a glass of champagne. Her long, wavy golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, looking like a waterfall under the lights. Her white dress had a rather low neckline, but her figure—

Bai Yuze silently withdrew his gaze; he truly had the world in his heart.

He nodded in deep agreement.

"Senior brother is right."

The two huddled in a corner, one eating snacks and the other drinking beverages, watching the elegantly dressed people come and go in the hall.

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