These seven minutes seemed particularly long for both the public and Qu Liushang, with every minute and second ticking by. However, while the public counted down excitedly, Qu Liushang was tormented internally.
He hoped Bo Leng would eat his words, but deep down he knew, Bo Leng would not do such a foolish thing!
If Mo Yinhe really researched the teleportation technology, then...
A thin layer of sweat appeared unknowingly on Qu Liushang's forehead.
Finally, the start time for the press conference arrived, and officers in navy uniforms began to enter the venue one after another, each taking a seat with name plates in front of them, except the seat marked "Bo Leng" was still empty.
Online viewers in the live stream couldn't sit still, furiously typing on their keyboards.
"Why isn't Prince Bo showing up? Will he truly make it on time?"
"Is he just bluffing? We can't afford to lose face for Mu Continent."
