Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Chapter 934 - 354: Have You No Shame? (2)

But when you reach the Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster level, it’s completely different...

On Zhang Beixing’s rise to power earlier.

Before Zhang Beixing became a Transcendent, relying on the combat power of a Great Grandmaster, he single-handedly swept through Southeast Asia. This incident didn’t happen that long ago!

Still vivid in our memories!

Martial heroes break the law with their martial arts!

Which Great Xia person hasn’t had a martial hero dream in their youth?

Zhang Beixing quietly watched the silent reporters and the onlookers in front of him, slowly turning from silence to noise.

No matter how they argued, whispered to each other.

Zhang Beixing could clearly see, they were all looking at him with eyes full of intensity.

That look.

As if they wanted to gobble him up alive, skin him right there.

Zhang Beixing thought for a moment, then chose to answer the question cautiously.

"Yes, I indeed have mastered this potion now, and one of our bureau’s members directly becoming a Great Grandmaster is indeed a reality."

"!"

"!!!!!"

Instantly.

The news conference was thrown into an uproar.

It really is true!

They were hesitant to believe at first.

Most were purely listening to this as a story.

How could anyone believe this is true!

Yet now Zhang Beixing directly nodded to confirm, solidifying this truth.

It’s absolutely, absolutely insane!

In an instant.

Order at the venue could no longer be maintained, noise became the sole refrain of the conference, unbearably loud.

Zhang Beixing temporarily did not stop their endless questions.

Below, the thousands.

Their eyes nearly popped out.

This turned into Zhang Beixing’s silence.

He kept silent for over ten minutes, until the venue calmed down.

Only then did Zhang Beixing speak again.

Because in those ten minutes, he also thought it through.

Using this sudden event as a more reasonable transition for Leng Bing’s appearance next?

It’s a perfect link.

Zhang Beixing didn’t even need to introduce Leng Bing further himself.

Good, very good.

Even Zhang Beixing was quite satisfied with the effect.

"Since you’ve asked this question, let’s move to the next part of this news conference ahead of schedule."

"Since returning from Wu Country, I’ve gone about forming Extraordinary Reserve Team Two, and the team captain happens to be the one I mentioned, who became a Great Grandmaster using the DE Organization’s potion, the world’s second Great Grandmaster-level Martial Artist, Leng Bing!"

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Fifteen minutes earlier.

Leng Bing and other team members watched the young man in the news conference’s backstage ask Minister Zhang Beixing that question.

Immediately, the people backstage looked at me, Leng Bing.

Because they all knew Leng Bing is the protagonist in the young man’s speech.

Afraid Leng Bing would get angry, no one dared to speak, but seeing Leng Bing remained unresponsive to the young man’s words.

On the surface, Leng Bing appeared calm, without any emotional fluctuation.

Many years of military experience had taught him to hide his anger.

Even the short few months in Wu Country made him experience ups and downs, allowing him to see things more lightly, with fewer emotional swings.

Now, in his heart, there’s only gratitude towards Zhang Beixing, and the excitement of soon clearing his name.

Watching Zhang Beixing outside admit openly to using the potion for strength enhancement, watching the scene turn noisy, then quiet.

He felt no waves.

Until Zhang Beixing called him onto the stage.

His fists finally clenched tightly at that moment.

It’s here!

This moment he’s been longing for months, finally arrived.

He’s waited for this day for a long time.

Really a long time!

So long!

"Captain, hurry up, the Minister is waiting for you on stage."

"Yeah, Captain, hurry up!"

"Captain, you go up first, we’ll follow shortly!"

"..."

A few girls were chattering at him.

Leng Bing’s serene face finally showed a hint of a smile.

After nodding slightly at them, Leng Bing walked out of the backstage, stepping onto the news conference stage.

Zhang Beixing looked at him.

Everyone was looking at him.

In the baptism of everyone’s gaze, under the gathering lights, he walked to the center of the stage.

Zhang Beixing intentionally made space for him at the center.

Zhang Beixing patted him on the shoulder, gave him a look, then addressed the audience.

"Here is the former lieutenant colonel of our war zone, now the captain of The Ninth Bureau’s Extraordinary Team Two, Leng Bing!"

Zhang Beixing led the applause.

The audience responded with applause too.

But it was clearly out of respect for Zhang Beixing.

Otherwise, from the moment Leng Bing took the stage, the applause should have erupted.

Zhang Beixing could see it clearly, Leng Bing could see it clearly too.

But it didn’t matter!

Leng Bing knew how he’d prove himself.

"Hello everyone, I’m Leng Bing, the captain of The Ninth Bureau’s Extraordinary Reserve Squad Two."

After a brief self-introduction.

Immediately.

A reporter from the audience spoke.

Without raising hands, without standing at the front rows, the sudden voice made it unclear where it came from.

"I remember seeing a video on the foreign internet months ago where you personally said you betrayed Great Xia."

"You said you had defected to the Simoski Organization, the Wu Country Mafia, why did you suddenly return now!"

"Do you deserve to be a Great Xia person!"

Indeed.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered!

While others couldn’t pinpoint the source of the sound, Zhang Beixing locked onto it first.

Goodness, a sneaky-looking guy, short stature, hiding behind a tall person, smiling sinisterly.

Looks like a damn traitor, doesn’t it?

Zhang Beixing didn’t immediately lash out.

Because he knew today such a situation would inevitably occur, if it didn’t, it’d be truly impossible.

Holding this news conference.

Was to clear Leng Bing’s name from those stains.

Moreover, Zhang Beixing didn’t plan to vouch for Leng Bing immediately.

A confession must be spoken by the individual.

Whether others accept it or not.

Leng Bing needed such a window.

He needed a chance.

A chance to explain to the people of Great Xia.

He’s a Great Xia person.

For a lifetime.

He was willing to bear the insults for Great Xia, but he wanted to speak his heartfelt words!

Leng Bing glanced at Zhang Beixing, saw him nod slightly, and immediately gained confidence.

Shouts, curses, insults.

At this moment, they didn’t stop.

The public is ignorant.

That’s the truth, they merely go with the flow, acknowledging their own truths.

Right now, they’re influenced, all unleashing vile words at Leng Bing.

Leng Bing wasn’t angry.

He had anticipated this, let alone tonight’s orchestrated influence.

The crowd isn’t inherently bad, but there are bad people among them!

After waiting three to five minutes, Leng Bing finally spoke.

"I’m grateful for everyone’s insults, it shows your patriotism, your love for Great Xia, your willingness to stand by Great Xia as part of it."

Leng Bing’s first sentence had a slight effect.

But not much.

The shouting continued.

Yet Leng Bing wasn’t discouraged.

"But gratitude doesn’t mean joy, what I feel more is heartache, like when you did inexplicable things as a child, clearly for the family’s good but misunderstood, even scolded and hit. This unspeakable bitterness deeply pains me."

"..."

Quieter now.

This sentence, in certain aspects, touched some present.

But soon, someone shouted insults.

"What are you paining for then? You traitor! You damned traitor! Stop acting here!"

"Exactly! I don’t want to hear this, get out of Great Xia immediately!"

"There’s video evidence, yet you still act here, no shame?"