Another preparation area...the media's preparation area.
Two staff members pushed open the waiting area's door. "The media may enter soon. Please maintain order and enter one at a time. Also, make sure everyone takes the receivers we've prepared, so we can check your movements at any time... After entering, any temporary departure must be reported to us through the receiver."
The people silently went to collect their receivers.
Within the group.
"Speaking of which, what kind of people are these extraordinary representatives from the various countries?" Old Q suddenly asked curiously in the media waiting area. "Although all sorts of strange things have happened lately... to be honest, I've never seen people like this with my own eyes."
Aunt Ren had both palms pressed against her knees, her fingers drumming restlessly. Clearly, she was not feeling particularly calm either. "Who cares if they have three heads and six arms or two mouths? Since they've come, won't we know soon enough? But since they're representatives sent by the forces behind them, they probably won't cause trouble. They should put the bigger picture first, right?"
"Mm, that makes sense." Old Q nodded deeply. "After all, this is such an important occasion. It's not a kindergarten playground... Nothing should happen, right?"
Inside the main venue.
Seeing that Knight Vasco was about to step forward and confront the new leader of the Black Order, how could the crowd-control staff remain where they were?
Did these people follow the rules?
They did... For the most part, ever since arriving in this city and waiting for the conference to officially begin, they had followed the rules quite well.
But the staff knew that these representatives from all over the world were merely watching and waiting... Every representative here was a giant in their own