Zog finished putting on his tuxedo.
It was meticulously tailored, with ample space for his wings and tail. Perfectly form-fitting, it didn't hinder his movement whether he was walking on all fours, standing upright, or flying.
High praise.
The artisans of the Royal City were truly worthy of their reputation. Those who crafted luxury goods for the Royal Family certainly knew their stuff.
Zog didn't stop for any interviews, heading straight into the venue.
He didn't need to rely on frequent media appearances to boost his exposure.
He himself was the biggest "light source" there was.
The People's Choice and Media Choice awards had already been presented over the past two days.
Just as Zog expected, the results were wildly different.
This was actually a normal phenomenon. The media, having seen a relatively large number of films, inevitably developed more "discerning" tastes as their viewing volume increased.
