Sure, here's the translation of the text:
The appearance of Yin Meng made the sculpture on stage hold back the words meant for Li Zhiyuan.
Even the majestic aura that had gathered earlier had to temporarily distort and interrupt.
Some things in the world are like this, even if everyone knows it's a pointless procedure, you still have to go through it.
The sculpture stood up, walked to the edge of the stage, slightly lowered its head, while waving the court tablet down, the tone that should have been stern became gentle:
"Greetings, Miss Yin."
After the ceremony, the sculpture straightened up, the majesty in its gaze gathered again, a slight tremor in its throat subtly resonated with the surroundings, but when its attention was once again on Li Zhiyuan...
Yin Meng began to return the courtesy:
"Greetings, Your Excellency."
The sculpture's body issued a slight cracking sound.
The atmosphere flowed back, movements stalled, and had no choice but to return the courtesy again.
