Floating Island - Triple S Talent

As if answering the question, another figure emerged from thin air. This time, a woman with a smooth, radiant white complexion stepped forward gracefully. Her long, straight black hair swayed gently with each movement. The white robe she wore looked elegant, with sky-blue accents around her waist that further highlighted her grace.

With a relaxed stride, she passed by the officials seated in the reserved area. However, as she approached, one by one, they stood and bowed their heads in respect. It was not merely a gesture of courtesy; some even shook her hand as if welcoming a long-lost family member.

Shen Yu observed the scene carefully. The familiarity displayed by the officials toward this woman only deepened his curiosity. Who exactly was she? No one else here was treated with such warmth, except those of the highest rank.

His eyes followed her every step as she made her way to the front row of seats. When she finally stopped and took a seat on the right, two chairs away from the center, Shen Yu nearly held his breath.

"The other right hand," he muttered softly, his gaze still locked onto the woman.

Questions swirled in his mind, but before he could think further, a loud voice from the main stage shattered his thoughts.

At the center of the stage, a woman stood with unwavering confidence. Isabel, the host, beamed brightly, revealing a set of flawless white teeth that glistened under the dazzling lights from multiple angles.

"Are you entertained?" she called out loudly, raising the microphone high, as if inviting a synchronized response from the audience.

Cheers erupted from all corners. Roars of excitement filled the arena, especially from the seats occupied by the Cui race and the Silent Forest Elves. That blazing energy seeped into Isabel's chest, making her heart swell with exhilaration.

Of course, she was satisfied. The opening act had been a huge success.

"Even more spectacular performances are on the way! But before that, let's welcome our esteemed guests!" she declared with fiery enthusiasm, spinning a full 360 degrees before raising the microphone once more.

The audience grew even more restless, their curiosity peaking. Large cameras stationed in various corners continued to focus on Isabel's face, which radiated excitement.

"Hahaha... Relax, relax. I know you're all eager."

Isabel took a brief breath, then in a dramatic tone, she announced, "Alright… Let us welcome… The Honorable Lord Meng Hao!"

She deliberately paused between words, a trick she used to build suspense. And as expected, it worked. A thunderous ovation erupted across the arena.

The cameras instantly zoomed in on Meng Hao, who was already seated in the front row of the reserved area. With confident movements, he stood up, flashing a broad smile, and waved toward all directions.

The cheers grew even louder. For a moment, the atmosphere in the arena felt like it would explode in sheer euphoria.

The excitement was not limited to the audience from the Guandu Realm; even the Earth race and Silent Forest Elves joined in with passionate cheers. Their faces were filled with admiration, for many of them, the chance to witness someone of such high status in real life was incredibly rare.

Isabel stood calmly at the center of the stage, waiting for the right moment. Her gaze remained focused on Meng Hao, ensuring he had enough time to acknowledge the crowd's applause. A few seconds passed, then Meng Hao slowly took his seat again. The overwhelming cheers gradually subsided, and soon, the arena returned to silence.

"Next, The Honorable Lady Hua Ling!" Isabel's powerful voice echoed throughout the venue.

Once again, the audience erupted in a roar of excitement.

Not far from Meng Hao, a dignified woman with a smooth, refined face stood gracefully. With a gentle smile, she lifted her hand, waving to the audience, mirroring Meng Hao's previous gesture.

However, what was surprising was that the applause for her was just as thunderous. The audience cheered her name repeatedly, their enthusiasm undiminished. Once again, the arena surged with an overwhelming wave of energy.
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After Hua Ling's introduction, Isabel continued calling out the names of distinguished guests from the Guandu Realm. One by one, the high-ranking officials were welcomed to the front. At this point, fourteen individuals were already seated in the place of honor, yet six empty chairs remained.

The introductions of the Guandu Realm guests took a considerable amount of time. Several minutes passed, and Isabel was ready to proceed with the introduction of guests from the Silent Forest Elves. However, before she could utter a word, something unexpected happened.

Without warning, a figure radiating immense power appeared right in front of the main seats reserved for the Guandu Realm's distinguished guests.

Like a shadow emerging from nothingness, Aleron and five other elders stood there, their presence exuding an overwhelming pressure. A brief silence filled the room before whispers of astonishment spread among the audience.

But the surprises didn't end there.

On the opposite side of the arena, in the special section for the Silent Forest Elf guests, another figure appeared just as mysteriously. Turiel, the leader of the elves, stood tall with several elder elves by his side.

Isabel's heart pounded. "Damn... Why did they have to appear at the same time?" she screamed internally. This was a situation she had never anticipated.

Her mind raced, searching for a way out of this dilemma. "Who should I welcome first?" she muttered under her breath, her eyes darting between Aleron and Turiel.

Yet, her body remained poised, maintaining an air of grace and professionalism. She stood with utmost respect, waiting for the two great leaders to take their seats. This brief pause allowed her a moment to think and decide on her next move.

After what felt like an eternity, Aleron and the elders finally took their seats in the main section. The same happened on the other side, where Turiel and the elf elders also settled into their places.

Isabel took a deep breath. There could be no mistakes at this moment.

"Ladies and gentlemen..." she called out in a firm voice, bringing the microphone closer to her lips.

"All attendees, please rise. We shall now welcome our Guardians!"

The murmurs that had filled the arena instantly vanished.

The moment the word "Guardian" left her lips, a massive uproar erupted throughout the venue. The deafening cheers surged once more, generating an energy so intense it felt as if the entire room was shaking.

Spotlights beamed down on Isabel, who remained standing with flawless posture at the center of the stage. The next few moments would mark the climax of the event, and Isabel knew she had to handle it perfectly.