Soon, the sixteen outstanding newcomers followed staff members to the award ceremony.
There were not many spectators here, but the place was grandly and solemnly set up.
Mu Yuan understood this well. If Xuan Country was going to provide such strong support to newcomers and award them, the ceremony had to be formal. This was reasonable.
He didn't feel restless at all.
But some of the rich second generations felt the ceremony was too small with too few spectators, unaccustomed to not being praised.
With the beginning of the award ceremony, some newcomers reluctantly put away their phones and turned their attention to the stands.
"...Next, please welcome the vice president of our Baijiang Association to deliver a brief speech."
A burly figure strode forward, and the imposing gaze swept over the entire venue.
Mu Yuan's eyes widened.
Wasn't this the burly man who had acted as his examiner before? He was actually the Vice President of the Baijiang Association.
Jiang Cheng!
