A subtle, tense atmosphere began to spread through the bustling crowd of reporters.
The reporters were busy adjusting their equipment, preparing to drop the next bombshell question.
Their fingers swiped across phone screens, searching for keywords that could shake the entire venue.
Suddenly, an indescribable emotion blossomed on their faces.
It was a complex expression, a mixture of disgust, sarcasm, mockery, and gloating,
Like colors intertwining on a palette, it made Ji Shengyue extremely uncomfortable.
The same reporter from before aimed his microphone at Ji Shengyue once more, like a sharp sword.
"Her Majesty the Queen, have you been following the breaking news?"
His voice was laced with provocation.
Ji Shengyue didn't respond to his challenge. Her gaze went past the crowd, landing on her assistant who was hurrying over.
The assistant's face was ashen, and he gripped a tablet computer tightly in his hand.
