Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Click!

Click!

It was the journalists with their long lenses and flash photography, frantically taking photos, capturing Miyamoto Rokuzo.

"Wow, that’s impressive."

"This setup is quite grand, huh."

"Is Miyamoto Rokuzo a Yin Yang Master?"

Click!

Click!

As one photo after another was taken, the journalists gradually realized something was amiss.

"Where are the people we’re supposed to receive? Where’s Expert Bai Mo? Why hasn’t he come to greet the guests?"

"Yeah, where’s the reception? Is it Committee Member Gu Lin? He’s not qualified enough, is he?"

Gu Lin and his group’s faces turned peculiar, as if they had swallowed a fly and felt disgusted!

They had clearly arranged for the Sakura Delegation to arrive at 10:50, but this group had arrived twenty minutes early!

They were early, and Expert Bai Mo wasn’t!

Even though they didn’t follow the arrangement, it seemed as if it were the Immortal Committee’s fault, like it was Expert Bai Mo’s fault!

This bunch...

"Hey? Did they do it on purpose?"

"What should we do?"

"Should we go up and receive them first?"

"Notify Expert Bai Mo right away!"

"Arrange for some online commentary to explain the situation, so the public won’t misunderstand!"

This group was awkwardly distressed.

Miyamoto Rokuzo and his group, however, stood tall and proud, exuding a strong presence, posing for the journalists’ photos.

Miyamoto Rokuzo’s face was like ice, extremely cold.

The sly smile in the eyes of the mustached Yin Yang Master, Gou Ping, behind him flickered, yes... they had come early on purpose, just to embarrass that so-called Expert Bai Mo...

Some of the journalists sensed something was wrong, while others continued to laugh and take photos frantically.

Click! Click!

"Miyamoto Rokuzo is so handsome, maybe he can go viral online! Take more photos quickly!"

At this moment...

Swish!

A black extended luxury vehicle inserted itself between Miyamoto Rokuzo and the journalists, blocking their camera lenses.

The car door opened.

Master Chong got out first, wearing a black suit, white gloves, and black sunglasses. He went to the rear, extended his arm gracefully, and opened the car door.

First to step out was Wu Qingyun, also in a black suit, with an Immortal Sword at her waist.

Next was Fang Xiaoyu, barely concealing her anger, her posture rigid.

Only after that did Expert Bai Mo, dressed in all black, expressionless, step out, his leather shoes touching the parking lot ground.

Finally, the fox disciple Grape Cake got out, wearing a matching black suit, holding a computer for his master!

It was a bit too chubby, its suit bulging, almost popping the buttons. However, it didn’t care at all, holding its head high, the computer in its forepaws, its bushy tail held high, following its master.

Today, it needed to show off for its master, to project an aura of authority!

Suddenly, the journalists went wild!

"Take photos quickly! Expert Bai Mo’s new look!"

"How long has it been since Expert Bai Mo last wore a suit?"

"Expert Bai Mo, bodyguard, secretary, driver, and Immortal Beast, oh my, this complete ensemble, hurry, take pictures!"

Click! Click! Click!

"Damn, my camera doesn’t have enough storage."

"Delete the photos taken of Miyamoto Rokuzo earlier, don’t waste storage space on him."

"Quick, shoot! Expert Bai Mo will appear less and less in the future!"

Amidst the camera flashes, Bai Mo smiled and waved at the journalists.

He looked around but didn’t see the Sakura Delegation.

"Weren’t they supposed to be here already?

"Where are they?"

Committee Member Gu Lin stifled a laugh and moved closer.

"Expert Bai Mo, they’re behind your car, blocked by it."

Master Chong stood beside him, hands behind his back, face serious beneath his sunglasses, but inwardly, he was sneering.

He had deliberately parked the car there, purposely blocking the journalists’ view, deliberately hiding the Sakura Delegation behind the car.

Bai Mo looked slightly embarrassed.

The Sakura group, how petty, playing tricks to disgust people.

He waved his hand.

"Go, call them over."

...

After the handshake, amidst an awkward atmosphere and the "click click" of the photographers, Bai Mo and the Sakura Delegation stepped into the hotel lobby together.

Along the way, Miyamoto Rokuzo’s expression became increasingly odd.

Clearly, he was a Sakura noble, clearly, he was a terrifyingly powerful Yin Yang Master, clearly, he had a star-like appearance that enchanted countless young girls in Sakura.

But walking beside this Expert Bai Mo, for some reason, he instinctively fell half a step behind.

This Expert Bai Mo, with no expression, walked steadily through the flashing lights, taking the lead.

He wore a priest’s robe, holding a folding fan, accompanied by over a hundred followers, yet his presence was completely overwhelming!

"Phew..."

He calmed his mind, holding the folding fan, preparing for the upcoming conversation.

As they were about to enter the hotel door, Committee Member Gu Lin, behind Bai Mo, instinctively glanced at the tall door frame.

The door frame had been modified, stuffed with Immortal Detectors inside!

As Miyamoto Rokuzo and his entourage entered one by one, they would be scanned by the detectors.

Indeed... the Immortal Committee also wanted to take this opportunity to gauge the reality of Sakura’s side, to find out what their so-called extraordinary pathways were all about?

...

In the small auditorium, both sides sat down and began their conversation.

Click! Click!

Although live streaming wasn’t allowed here, many journalists were still quickly taking photos one after another.

Committee Member Gu Lin sat next to Bai Mo, frowning slightly.

The Immortal Detectors just now showed no response... either the other party was too high in sequence, or they truly had nothing to do with immortals.

The most crucial point was that the other side seemed to come with ill intentions, while the Immortal Committee was not fully prepared.

Then Miyamoto Rokuzo spoke with a smile, his voice clear, unexpectedly speaking fluent Jiuzhou language.