Press Conference

Unlike Guang Quan, Huo Ling kept a lower profile.

Huo Ling smiled. "No, no, no, that simply won't do."

"Lord Guang Quan is a senior and should rightfully use the grand hall! I'm a junior, and this is my first time holding one, so my lack of experience means a smaller venue is no problem."

"Besides, the invitations have already been sent out, with the address written on them. Changing it at the last minute could easily cause problems."

"I appreciate Lord Guang Quan's kindness!"

"Ah, what a mess this has become. But you're right—changing it at the last minute would indeed be inappropriate." Guang Quan sighed.

"How about this? I'll wrap up my press conference as quickly as possible, then I'll come support yours too and lend you my presence! I absolutely won't let you suffer any grievance!"

"Once the press conferences are over, let's have a meal together and exchange ideas!"

"Then this junior thanks Lord Guang Quan!" Huo Ling said with a smile.

Then he added, "Lord Guang Quan, quite a few people seem to be waiting for you over there. You should go first. We can't keep everyone waiting too long."

Guang Quan looked back, then sighed. "Ah... burdened by fame! I truly would have liked to chat more with a junior like you."

"Never mind. You have a point. I'll go first."

"Take care, Lord Guang Quan."

Huo Ling watched the old man Guang Quan head toward the press conference, greeting the many attendees along the way.

Huo Ling even spotted several Legends across from him. They appeared to have come for the legendary equipment Guang Quan was unveiling.

Huo Ling looked up at his own venue, then chuckled softly and walked inside.

This venue had been selected by servants arranged by the Heavenly Emperor.