The leaders who had been invited also took their seats.
More than half of the audience seats that could accommodate thousands of people were already filled at this moment.
Looking at the Nine Provinces' flag slowly rising at the center of the exhibition hall, everyone's heart was shrouded in a layer of solemness.
'The annual exhibition has begun. Time really flies.'
Looking at the flag that fluttered and glistened in the air despite the lack of wind, Song Yi's heart was filled with emotions, and memories of the past flashed through his eyes.
He rubbed the armrest of his seat with his dry hands, and his thoughts drifted far away.
On the other side, the Hunter Bureau's director, Bai Li, was sitting not far from the exhibition stage. He and Chu Li were talking about something.
"Do you think Wu Mo will win first place in the exhibition?" Bai Li looked at the flag and said with a smile.
