"Just kidding. If you want the position, I can't be bothered competing for it." A man at a distant table nodded in this direction.
The Demon King said nothing. After watching for more than ten seconds and confirming that no one objected, he turned and gave a signal. The woman beside him said, "It seems you've all made up your minds. If you represent any faction, go to that Elder's table and get acquainted. Everyone else, step away from the table."
In an instant, everyone at Ye Jing's table actually stood up and gave up their seats, leaving only her and another man seated.
Meanwhile, nine people from the surrounding tables stood up in succession and walked over.
After the change in personnel, the final result was... there was one seat short.
Everyone's gaze fell on Ye Jing, who looked like a middle school student.
"Could you make room?" An elderly woman walked over.
Ye Jing's heart stirred, and she tapped the tabletop with one finger. "I'm also the representative of a faction."
Elderly person: "..."
Though it was somewhat absurd, the elderly woman chose to believe her and brought over another chair from the side.
Meanwhile, the Demon King, who had been the center of attention the entire time, looked completely unconcerned.
"What a grand attitude," Ye Jing thought.
If she successfully advanced, the Demon King would most likely be no match for her.
After all... after coming to this world, he had been suppressed by certain rules. Like the woman before, he simply could not wield one hundred percent of his strength and would instead be heavily affected by Pollution.
Everyone took their seats. The four people from the Divine Light Bureau who had not come over looked at each other from afar.
The branch director shrugged. "She