Quan Ji: "Please lead the way, Master."
Yun Shenhai stomped his feet in exasperation.
"You're trying to trick me!"
Kwon Ji blinked innocently.
"Really? I'm so innocent and gentle, I'm not the kind of person who's scheming."
Yun Shenhai: "I didn't believe your nonsense!"
He was furious, but there was nothing he could do, so he had no choice but to obediently lead the way.
"Come with me."
Quan Ji turned her head, met Jun Chenlan's gaze, and smiled gently.
Life needs an interesting old man, like a crazy old man, to make ordinary and boring life more colorful.
...
The three arrived at the core meeting room of the Missionaries Association.
This is the place Quan Ji promised to come to during the competition.
Compared to the Rising Stars Tournament venue, the decor here is more understated and grand, exuding an overall subtle sense of authority.
Pushing open the door, one is greeted by a dazzling array of people sitting in a circle inside.
Their faces displayed different expressions, ranging from joy to anger to sorrow to happiness.
Quan Ji had a feeling that winning the nomination for president of the Missionaries Association this time would not be as simple as she had imagined; it would definitely be a challenge.
Unfortunately, Kwon Ji was never one to shirk challenges.
On the contrary, the word "challenge" is more likely to arouse Quan Ji's competitive spirit.
When the three of them appeared in everyone's sight, Quan Ji could clearly sense that countless auras were directed at her.
On the stage, an elderly man with white hair sat with his eyes closed, seemingly dozing off.
At that moment, a majestic voice rang out.
"Quan Ji, welcome to the core conference room of the Missionaries Association. Please take a seat!"
In an instant, a powerful force of truth swept towards Quan Ji.
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