"YES, he's my uncle," Shen Ji Yun answered, voice flat.
The reporters paused. They'd clearly expected denials or some politician-like evasion. Too bad for them—Shen Ji Yun had never cared about playing along with people's expectations.
For a split second, Luo Yan almost cracked a smile at Shen Ji Yun's response. But the irritation toward these nosy reporters quickly smothered that impulse, leaving his expression carefully blank.
That brief silence after Shen Ji Yun's answer was all the confirmation they needed. The reporters' eyes lit up like they'd struck gold. Now armed with their ammunition, they unleashed a barrage of questions without mercy.
"Now that you've confirmed you're Moonlight Media's CEO's nephew, did this relationship give team Yunyue any advantages in this tournament?"
"Did your uncle's position at Moonlight Media provide your team with special resources or information other teams didn't get?"
