The video finally finished playing.
A video lasting over two minutes.
The impact it caused was like a long string of water droplets falling into a pot of oil, instantly making it sizzle.
The whole news conference venue was boiling.
Everyone was condemning and cursing Leng Bing.
The words were extrely unpleasant, many things shouldn’t be seriously listened to.
Even if you’re not involved, hearing these words would be enough to make you blush with anger.
Leng Bing stood at the center of the stage, facing the angry shouts, without any reaction.
No anger, no sadness, only numbness.
He just accepted everyone’s cursing for more than ten minutes.
The shouting didn’t stop with the passing of those ten minutes.
When Leng Bing thought these people had cursed enough, he finally spoke.
"The cultivation techniques I sold to them were fake."
The voice wasn’t loud but not too soft either, ensuring most people could hear.
However, due to the inertia of the shouting, no one stopped, those cursing were still cursing.
Leng Bing began to narrate slowly but seed more like talking to himself.
"The cultivation techniques were fake, yet were sold extensively, many learned them. Within a few weeks, they spread all over Europe, nearly a hundred black market organizations purchased them."
"Moreover, quite a few hidden under the guise of black market forces secretly bought them, officials from other countries, I turned a blind eye to it because it was a requirent from superiors."
"When fishing, normally you bait first, this is baiting them."
Leng Bing said, beginning to explain the strategy behind the bait.
The shouting lessened a bit.
Well, just a little bit.
Because so people were just there to gossip, they didn’t care what was really happening, they just liked to watch the drama, join the crowd.
At this mont, what Leng Bing was saying intrigued them upon hearing, so they stopped to listen.
Leng Bing pressed the button on the projector twice, zood in on the image, and said.
"This is the leader of their organization, Simoski, several tis I almost got killed by him, couldn’t return to Great Xia, every ti I painted illusions for him and fulfilled so, he didn’t kill ."
"Just before Minister Zhang carried out a decapitation operation against him, he again harbored a killing intent toward , specifically instructed that if he died, to have his trusted aides kill first."
"His aides indeed did so, which is why I almost couldn’t return the first ti."
Leng Bing recounted his experiences in Wu Country during that period.
Narrating slowly.
No emotion in the words, it’s just plain grammar without any embellishnts.
But with such a seemingly sincere tone, most people gradually quieted down.
The number of people continuing to curse decreased, practically everyone was staring at him, watching him tell his story.
Then.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
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...
...
More than half an hour had passed.
Leng Bing finally finished recounting his experiences in Wu Country.
No detail was left untouched.
Everyone was dazed from listening.
Including the few girls who had just beco Leng Bing’s teammates.
They truly didn’t expect.
Leng Bing endured such hardships in Wu Country, scheming to survive in such an environnt.
They all believed Leng Bing’s words, because it really didn’t sound like fiction.
Listening to this story, the vivid imagery was so imrsive, so hard not to feel empathetic.
But at this point their hearts were still anxious for Leng Bing, because the most important thing now was the authenticity of this story.
If it’s a fabricated story, then it would hold no aning at all.
Just fooling around.
And it was then Zhang Beixing stood up.
He walked to Leng Bing, took the microphone from the small table, and put it near his mouth.
"I, as myself, and on behalf of The Ninth Bureau, guarantee that everything Leng Bing has said, every word, every sentence, is true."
"..."
Awkwardness.
Now the entire venue, all that remained was awkwardness.
The ones who cursed most aggressively earlier, those who weren’t paid off, now their faces were flushed with embarrassnt.
They may not understand Leng Bing, but they surely can’t not understand Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing’s credibility in Great Xia has reached its peak.
Anything Zhang Beixing says, as long as there’s footage, can practically be used directly as evidence.
When Zhang Beixing stood up for Leng Bing, it was already enough to prove that everything Leng Bing said truly happened.
Leng Bing, seems to have really suffered quite a lot of grievances?
During these few months, Leng Bing endured humiliation with a burden.
Several tis, Leng Bing repeatedly struggled between life and death.
Many tis he almost died in Wu Country.
In Leng Bing’s words.
"Dying in Wu Country wouldn’t be terrifying."
"What’s terrifying is, during the long ti I’ve been in Wu Country, I almost died there several tis, yet none of the life-threatening events were enough to clear my na."
"I don’t want to die burdened with the identity of a traitor."
"If that’s the case, even if I died, I might not rest in peace, I’m truly unsatisfied, not one bit."
"For Great Xia, I’ve sacrificed so much, yet still couldn’t redeem my reputation, I’m really unsatisfied."
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