The cramped elevator ascended to a higher floor.
Inside the elevator, a group of journalists, badges hanging around their necks, microphones in hand, and lugging long and short cameras, were all very excited, chatting and laughing with each other.
They cast occasional glances toward the corner of the elevator. There stood a strikingly handsome young man in a sharp suit, whose aura was so distinct from the rest that they couldn't help but focus their attention on him.
...Indeed, it was Bai Mo, exchanging pleasantries with a few Immortal Technique Committee members, and Master Chong.
Peach Blossom Eyes, with a Small Bronze Medicine Box hanging at his side, stood beside his master, squinting occasionally as he touched the outer wall of the box, concerned about the plant machines inside.
Master Chong spoke in a lowered voice.
"This news conference is receiving a lot of attention!
"The venue is on the seventeenth floor, but the elevator only goes up to the fourteenth floor.
