White Jasmine Palace
The journalists sitting in the chairs gradually stood up, clustering in groups and whispering amongst themselves.
The Yilan Morning News journalist who asked the last question felt dejected as he patted down his clothes and let out a soft sigh while starting to pack up his belongings.
"Is this considered big news for us today?"
A man carrying photographic equipment, also sporting a Yilan Morning News ID, walked over to his colleague. "And you were right in the thick of it. If this gets out, does that mean we've secured our performance for the month?"
"Indeed, it is big news,"
The journalist looked up at the elderly mayor, who was conversing with the police chief and the blond chief of staff. He sighed and clapped his hands lightly, "but we can't publish it."
"Ah?"
The photographer carrying the equipment was taken aback.
"Not just us,"
