"They scurry around hiding in their nests and not daring to come out!"
"They're afraid of death!"
"Death in the hands of Yu Sheng!!!"
Yuan Qingshan said loudly, "Even Demon King was lost in the hands of Yu Sheng. At that time, Yu Sheng was nothing more than Sixth Awakening."
"But now, he is Seventh Awakening, or in other words, in the future, he, Eighth Awakening, and even Ninth Awakening, will become the nightmare of the entire Demon Domain. Even now, Demon Domain Lord can't wait to kill him as soon as possible."
"Because of this, we want Yu Sheng to stand on the table and tell Demon Domain that I, Human Race, have nothing to fear!"
"In the future, under the leadership of Yu Sheng, we will move to a higher and further position."
"Until one day, let Skyvault Ravine become my Human Race's City!"
Yuan Qingshan's voice kept echoing, and his smile slowly faded and became serious.
"I am old, but Human Race is still young, Yu Sheng is still young!"
"Next, this heavy responsibility will be handed over to his hands."
"Yu Sheng..."
"Come on."
Yuan Qingshan turned sideways, looked at Yu Sheng, who was always standing calmly in the distance, and said.
Yu Sheng raised his head slightly, looked at Yuan Qingshan, then silently moved forward, walked up to High Platform, and stood beside Yuan Qingshan.
"Starting from today..."
"Yu Sheng..."
"For the Lord of the Ink Pavilion!"
At this moment, Yuan Qingshan seemed to be feeling a little emotional, and said softly, and then slowly took two steps back, keeping a little distance from Yu Sheng, and gave up the center position of High Platform. Finally, he clenched his fists and beat his chest. "Human Race, Yuan Qingshan, I have seen Elder Yu!"
"Human Race, Qi Changshan, seen Elder Yu!"
"Human Race..."
Voice after voice rang out in the venue, the voice was firm and spreading.
At this moment, Yu Sheng's eyes flashed with a dazed look, but he quickly regained his composure. He opened his mouth into the microphone as if he wanted to say something, but after a moment of pause, he closed it silently.
Under the gazes of pairs of eyes, Yu Sheng pondered for a moment, and finally imitated Yuan Qingshan, raised his head, clenched his fists, and knocked on his chest.
Silence is better than sound.
The handover ceremony was completely completed at this moment.
Yu Sheng is the master of the Ink Pavilion.
"He talks really better than me..."
"I don't want to have facial paralysis either..."
Facing this scene, Qi Changshan remained expressionless, said with some emotion, shook his head slightly, turned around, and disappeared into the crowd.
Yu Mo, on the other hand, hid in a corner where the camera could not reach it, looked at the scene with a smile, and pushed Wheelchair away without attracting anyone's attention, leaving only a whisper and dissipated in mid-air.
"At this moment, there is no burden in my heart anymore."
"Old White Ape, are you ready to start gambling with me?"
"Bet on Life and Death..."
Everything disperses with the wind.
Yu Sheng looked at the reporters below with eager eyes and fell into silence.
"Elder Yu, will you make any policy changes after taking office?"
A reporter stood up suddenly, looked at Yu Sheng, and asked excitedly.
"Well..."
Yu Sheng nodded slightly.
"You mean, the policy will change?"
After hearing Yu Sheng's response, the reporters were stunned for a moment. Another reporter stood up and asked again.
This time Yu Sheng pondered for a little longer.
"Hmm... hmm."
Yu Sheng nodded again.
Seeing Yu Sheng's reaction, these reporters were startled and looked at each other. For a while, they were a little confused about Yu Sheng's thinking.
"So, can you tell us the specific reform direction?"
The third reporter bravely stood up.
"Can't..."
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.
Three questions, a total of five words were answered.
If saying 'um' counts as a response.
Facing people like Yu Sheng who don't play by the rules, these reporters have a headache.
This kind of person is the last thing reporters want to meet. They prefer those guys who talk and brag.
If they accidentally say something wrong, they can use it to make a long speech to attract people's attention.
"In addition to policy, will you take any other actions?"
The fourth reporter gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly.
"Hmm."
Yu Sheng nodded again.
"..."
In the end, this originally lively news conference ended with such a ridiculous ending, leaving only a group of people looking at each other.
"I feel like it will be... difficult for us next."
"Yes, with such a Pavilion Master on the stand, future interviews will be difficult."
"Let's wait for the next Pavilion Master..."
"Haha, are you waiting for the next Pavilion Master? He should be the next reporter."
"He is only 24 and he can survive us all..."
"..."
Faced with this disappointing result, these reporters gave up completely and prepared to go back and learn how to deal with facial paralysis.
Yu Sheng, on the other hand, was also surrounded by several Ink Pavilion staff members and gradually left.
This long-prepared handover ceremony, leaving aside the interview session, can be considered a successful conclusion.
That night, countless reporters faced empty computer files, scratched their heads, and fell into deep thought.
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