Then, amid the crowd.
A young master in an immaculate white suit appeared, his blond hair slicked back. Standing atop a hover disk, he drifted slowly like a ghost.
The young man tilted his chin toward the sky, ignoring all the gazes raised toward him.
The Black-Clad bodyguard before Liu Di tensed at once. "It's Young Master Moore of IL Group, a genius in the field of artificial intelligence! Even Leip of the European Nation's Unified Nation wants to buy his mecha!"
Then.
The bodyguard glared at Liu Di and shoved at his shoulder.
But Liu Di did not budge.
The bodyguard was slightly startled. He slowly circled around Liu Di, stepped forward, and shouted, "Everyone, welcome Young Master Moore!"
Liu Di was slightly stunned by the sight.
Gu Fan covered her mouth and giggled. "Big Shot Emperor San, you've been ignored. I have a great plan—we'll climb over the wall and get in. It'll be thrilling."
Liu Di did not know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Gu Fan. "Your Holiness, from the sound of it, you seem to have done this quite a few times?"
Gu Fan raised a finger and shushed him. "Let me share a tip with you: shows watched by sneaking in without a ticket become fifty percent more exciting!"
Magic Child said, "Isn't that just freeloading? Liu Di, you two really are a perfect match!"
"Magic Child, don't talk nonsense. I'm a scholar—when have I ever freeloaded?"
Magic Child said, "Aren't you ashamed?"
Morr, standing on the hover disk, swept his gaze over the Black-Clad bodyguards who were practically bowing and scraping before him. He drawled, "Not bad. You have manners."
The hover disk slowly drifted onward, brushing past Liu Di.
"???"
Morr suddenly hit the brakes.
That smiling man just