Meanwhile, on the grand ceremony's stage.
Gao Neng was passionately giving his inaugural speech as Speaker, inciting roaring cheers from time to time. The public's enthusiasm seemed to be completely ignited.
The inauguration ceremony lasted for an entire morning.
Noontime was for the reporters' luncheon.
However, none of the reporters felt like settling down for a meal this time. They all remembered that Gao Neng was going to challenge the Strongest of the Esoteric Sect, Wuxin, today.
They had been anticipating this peerless battle for five days.
How could they be willing to miss it?
Just as all the reporters were getting restless, a young man in a loose monk's robe appeared in everyone's line of sight and walked toward Gao Neng.
"Shaximo?" The corners of Gao Neng's mouth lifted.
"My Grandmaster has a message for you," Shaximo said with a nod, then pulled a sheet of Esoteric Sect-specific stationery from his robes.
"Mm," Gao Neng said as he took it.
