Chapter 537 He must take it back!

Chapter 537 He must take it back!

Chapter 537 He must take it back!

In the semi-circular main venue, the Crown Prince of the Silver Empire, Caesar, wearing a neat dark suit, a plaid vest and a white shirt, sat in his seat, looking at everything in front of him with interest.

All national representatives must undergo strict security checks when entering the venue, and no communication equipment or weapons are allowed to be brought in.

Each representative has a titanium silver arc-shaped ear hook on his seat. After wearing it, all conversations heard in the ear will be automatically translated into the user's native language.

Caesar pinned the earring on his left ear, smoothed his neatly combed short light-colored hair, and gave a frosty-faced young woman standing on the side of the podium an elegant smile that could be on the cover of a magazine.

Feng Mengduo didn't notice Caesar at all. She was in an extremely tense state. Even though the guy named Andy had found a guide to help her vent, she couldn't guarantee that she could stay calm throughout the entire conference.

After her father started speaking, she would quietly retreat to the lounge nearby and wait for her father to return triumphantly.

At such an important moment, she couldn't stay at the scene, and Feng Mengduo's hatred grew stronger and stronger.

Fate is really unfair. Why can some people possess such powerful strength, while she has to pay such a high price to get a little favor from fate?

Caesar did not get a response, but he was not angry. He looked relaxed and smiled, ignoring the tense atmosphere in the meeting hall. He greeted the new Pope Capello III with a smile.

The old Pope died suddenly, and the only person who knew that he was the crown prince of the Silver Empire but was almost deceived by the false god was gone. Sure enough, after meeting his angel, he heard only good news.

Caesar was immersed in his joy, oblivious to the people around him, but he heard the representatives who had been whispering to each other become quieter.

He looked up and saw that it was Feng Jingyi who had already stood on the podium.

Feng Jingyi was much thinner than before the end of the world, and his skin was as dry and withered as rotten wood. He seemed to have put on some foundation on his face, probably to make himself look better, but the result was somewhat counterproductive, and his whole body was abnormally pale.

The corners of his lips were turned down and tightly pursed, his eyes fell on the manuscript in his hand, and his brows were so furrowed that he could not relax them even with his best efforts, and they were so furrowed that they could pinch a fly to death.

Feng Jingyi flipped through his speech manuscript back and forth. He hadn't had to write his own manuscript for many years. These two light pages of paper almost took up all his hard work, and they seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Normally, for a conference of this scale, a representative from one country would be elected to preside over the conference, or the organizer would arrange a host, but apparently no one had thought of this for Feng Jingyi.

He could only clear his throat, take a deep breath, raise his head, and say: "Dear representatives of all countries, all friends and compatriots who care about fairness and justice."

"I, Feng Jingyi, was elected Speaker in an open election four years ago. After leading our country to tenaciously resist the apocalyptic crisis, I was wrongly framed and forced to leave my beloved motherland and go into exile overseas."

"I chose to leave my homeland, not out of fear of persecution and death, but just to be able to leave my body behind so that I can continue to fight for truth and justice, to reveal the hidden truth to the world, to restore the full picture of the incident, and to expose the dirty ambitions of those who stole my country!"

When Feng Jingyi said this, his chest heaved violently. He looked around the venue, trying to find a gaze that shared his hatred for the enemy, but he could only see everyone's cold, scrutinizing looks.

Most of them, who once flattered him, now stand aside as if they were watching a strange clown.

Feng Jingyi clenched his back teeth. He certainly understood that there were no eternal friends in this world. The premise of cooperation was profitability, and the premise of respect was being strong enough.

He must take back everything he has lost!

Feng Jingyi closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes became cold and firm again, showing his determination and courage to fight a desperate battle.

"Dear delegates, as you all know, just a few months ago, human civilization encountered an unprecedented crisis."

"In this sudden apocalyptic catastrophe, countless lives were lost, homes were reduced to ruins, and the survivors were starving, without food, cold clothes, homeless, and displaced."

“The scarcity of resources and the collapse of order have plunged our lives into unprecedented chaos.”

"At this critical moment, as the Speaker elected by citizens, I have the unshirkable responsibility to lead people in dealing with the crisis and rebuilding their homes."

"However, while I was working tirelessly to organize rescue operations and restore order, working day and night, and struggling to gain living space and hope for the survivors, a group of people were secretly forming cliques and seeking personal gain."

"They took advantage of the chaos of the last days to seize power, grab resources, plunder wealth, and act recklessly, using the suffering people as a stepping stone to their rise to power."

"I stand here today, not for personal honor or disgrace, but to expose these crimes hidden in the darkness to the sun, so that those who deceive the people and persecute dissidents will be exposed!"

"I will now list their evidences one by one. I solemnly swear on the Constitution of my country that the testimony and evidence I provide today is completely true and is absolutely not false. If I have committed perjury, I am willing to be punished by law."

In the meeting room on the second floor, Jing sat back in the armchair, propped up his chin with one hand and said in boredom, "His front swing is so long."

Xue Muqing sneered: "Killing dissidents, I never thought I would hear this word from his mouth one day."

On the podium, Feng Jingyi was completely unaware of Jing and Xue Muqing's dissatisfaction. He continued generously: "The first person I want to expose is the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, Wen Guangyu."

This is somewhat unexpected.

"Sister, who is that?" Jing asked curiously.

Ai Wanxin thought for a while before she remembered the old and frail chief justice in the red robe in the council hall.

Why did Feng Jingyi suddenly mention him?

Xue Muqing knew more about the parliament than they did. He said calmly, "The Supreme Court has seven justices, including the Chief Justice."

"When a Supreme Court justice is vacant, he or she will be nominated by the Speaker of Parliament and appointed after the parliament votes. Once elected, he or she will serve for life and will only be replaced by one in case of death. This is also to ensure the fairness and independence of the Supreme Court's rulings."

“I guess he mentioned Wen Guangyu first just to overturn this fairness.”