Isaac moved toward the next building.
His steps were steady as the sound of reporters' chatter echoed through the hallway.
The double doors ahead opened to reveal a large meeting hall filled with rows of people sitting below the podium.
Flashing lights greeted him immediately.
Camera shutters clicked one after another the moment he entered.
The noise was constant, and almost rhythmic.
He didn't seem intimidated in the slightest. If anything, he had a calm, friendly smile. He remained composed as he walked up to the stage.
A long table stood at the center of the podium.
He took his seat while Priscilla stood quietly behind him, her tablet ready.
Vale took a position near the edge of the platform, hands clasped behind his back.
Ruby hadn't come, saying that she wasn't suited for this kind of event.
The other leaders—representatives from the top three universities—soon took their seats beside Isaac.
