'Welcome Home, Adrian Sheva! Indonesia's New Grandmaster!'
Sheva could feel the edge of his lips twitching when he saw that banner. It was just a second after he stepped outside the plane, yet somehow, some people were able to make him speechless already.
'I don't know anything about this, yet they seem to praise me. Can it really be said as the second-hand embarrassment?' He couldn't help but think.
Claudia, who peeked from behind, choked, trying her best to hold back her laughter. However, Laysa didn't have any reservations about doing that. "So, our hero, what do you think? Is the welcoming ceremony grand enough to your liking?" The girl asked playfully, her cheeks red from stifling her laughter.
"Is that really necessary?" Sheva sighed helplessly. To make it worse, the others also reacted the same, with Anna, the calmest one among them, having her shoulder shaking with a stiffened giggle getting carried through the air.
