บท 1839: Her Existence Itself Was The Highlight

Jiang Muye scratched his head. With his pair of slippers, he casually sat in a pile of colorful balls.

After hesitating for some time, he finally switched his phone on.

As expected, his news feed was all about the press conference today, speaking about how grand it was, and about it being a reunion after two years. There was a slogan of "No Changge Without Zixuan", and he even saw an article titled "Return of The Man: Will Jiang Muye Issue An Apology and Reconcile with Han Zixuan"?

Screw that! No apology! What reconciliation!?

Damn this all!

Jiang Muye was so angry that he almost smashed his phone.

At that moment, the big screen in the arcade switched channels as the staff had switched it to the web-streaming of the press conference of "The World".

"Wow! My goddess Xuan Xuan!"

"Right! 'The World' is having an event at the exhibition centre. Too bad I couldn't get a ticket!"