Clap clap clap… Before he could consider the matter in greater detail, a resounding applause erupted, interrupting his thoughts.

The third row was already filled with approximately twenty people. He looked up at the main stage and noticed that eight people had already taken centerstage. Each of them were at least in their fifties, and none of them smiled. Instead, they simply nodded to acknowledge the uproarious applause before taking their seats.

“Hello, S9527.” Just then, a hand stretched into Qin Ye’s field of vision.

It was a young man dressed in a ramrod straight suit with a rather elegant disposition. He sported a trendy side parting, and also wore a pair of black-framed glasses. There was a presentable smile on his face.

“S2328?” Qin Ye shook his hand, “You’re different from what I’d expected…”

“...” S2328 didn’t quite know how to respond to that.

“Su Feng.” He pushed up his glasses and he squinted at Qin Ye for a moment before changing the topic, “Did you feel that earlier?”

Qin Ye looked him straight in the eye for several seconds, and then he closed his eyes once more before muttering softly, “That time… had somewhat been erased?”

“You’re steadier than I’d thought you’d be.” Su Feng smiled faintly as he leaned back into his chair, “You’re hardly anything like the Muscular Pretty Boy that you portray yourself to be online… I might have found myself a decent research subject.”

“You’re more unrestrained than I’d expected too.” Qin...