Aboard the Airship, Dian wore a jet-black formal suit. Paired with his black hair and eyes and an air that blended cool severity with refined elegance, it gave him an undeniably distinctive charm.
He tapped lightly on the table before him, his thoughtful expression leaving the flight attendant who had come to notify him hesitant to approach.
After a long while, he closed the laptop on the table and revealed a charming smile. "My lovely lady, could we be approaching Fuchsia City?"
"Yes."
The flight attendant studied him curiously, then asked with some hesitation, "Could you be His Highness Yingyue Dian, the Battle Ghost?"
The Battle Ghost?
A thought flashed through Dian's mind, but his expression remained unchanged as he gave a slight nod.
Then he picked up his briefcase and prepared to disembark.
Fuchsia City, the Fuchsia Conference—this was merely one small stage on his path forward.
At that moment, at the Fuchsia Conference venue, the television crew, event staff, and the host, Lilian, were all busily rehearsing their lines and arranging a whole series of matters.
This was the inaugural Fuchsia Conference. Absolutely nothing could be allowed to go wrong.
Otherwise, her sister Vivian would never let her hear the end of it.
Meanwhile, Robert, dressed in a burgundy suit, finally breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his tie after reluctantly dealing with the television crew.
Ah, it seemed his opponent was the clever one. He still hadn't shown his face.
"Mr. Robert!"
An energetic voice caught Robert's attention. When he saw that familiar black-and-red cap, a genuine smile spread across his face. "Ash, you came too?"
Turning his head, he spotted the promising young Coordinator. "May, how about you? Are you entering this Fuchsia Conference?"
Robert politely greeted everyone in turn, including Dawn, Reggie, and