Then the convoy started and headed ahead.

After the Mercedes-Benz bus started to move, the atmosphere in the bus slowly became more and more enthusiastic. The members of the Japanese delegation on the other side sat restlessly on the seat, pointed out, and kept saying something, which made them very excited.

The car was full of noise from them.

Shangchuan Shou was sitting quietly in the same place, staring gloomily at Sun Li sitting on the other side, with his eyes twinkling, wondering what else to think.

"Professor Ouyang, why are they so ugly when you say they speak Japanese Mandarin?"

Sun Li sat in his chair and listened to...