Hearing the syllables "Li Wei," Ronan instinctively raised his brows. To him, that name was provocative whenever it reached his ears.
Still, getting straight to the point so simply saved him some trouble. For that, he did not mind chatting with Li Bozhou a little longer. Nor did he want to ask Old You about the details of what had happened back then in front of Li Bozhou.
"A new show? Madam Li's new project? I think I heard someone mention one... something called Gathering?"
"Classified Gatherings."
"Ah, right. Classified Gatherings."
Ronan had heard Ji Shang, a member of the Lan Xiang Guan production crew and also Li Bozhou's subordinate, mention this program at the Starry Sky Clubhouse. Out of respect for the Extraordinary Species design, it had left some impression on him.
"Seems like it's a program studying 'self-cognition'? Exploring the 'New Human' ideological trend in the Inner World? Something along the lines of, 'Am I still even human?'"
"We do not wish to assume a position in advance." Li Bozhou smiled as she stepped out from beneath the rosy clouds and voluntarily extended her hand, giving Ronan's a light shake.
Her fingers were slender and slightly cool. From up close, he could see that her face fell somewhere between oval and heart-shaped. Its contours were perfect, yet she was overly thin, making her look more like a film or television star living under unforgiving camera lenses. Her features were somewhat plain in arrangement—refined but lacking distinction—whereas her especially calm, sharp gaze left the strongest impression.
Of course, what was most tangible was the undercurrent of tension concealed beneath that outer shell.
Their hands parted as soon as they touched, and under Old You's arrangements, they sat down on the sofas opposite the brazier.
Ronan sat at the long