For a moment, it didn’t matter whether Wang Youwei or the world’s officials believed it, nor how global government leaders judged or viewed the scene—Shawn Xiao simply stared, eyes bloodshot and filled with disbelief.
The mighty Chenriver Empire?
The highest seat, Emperor Zhen Gu?
He truly refused to believe even half a word from Andrew Han.
But as the communicator projected a virtual image, those golden eyes—filled with authority—shone with unmistakable respect.
It was absolute obedience and utmost respect—Zhen Gu, the current Chenriver Emperor, quietly listened to Andrew Han’s every request. The sheer absurdity left everyone pale-faced.
“This... this...”
Wang Youwei’s eyes widened, mind nearly blank. Beside him, Victor Zhang and the others stood frozen in place.
Gulp.
Even Victor Zhang, once president of Jiangnan Academy, seasoned and worldly, could no longer maintain his composure. His aging heart pounded as if it would leap from his chest!
His heart nearly bursting from his chest, the spring breeze brushing his face, Victor Zhang collapsed trembling to the ground.
“Andrew...”
Just what kind of existence has he become?
The spring sunlight carried a chill, piercing deep into the soul.
Unknown, mysterious, terrifying—an instinctive awe that could not be suppressed.
Andrew Han from Sinovera?
Could such a thing truly happen?
Through recording devices and satellite images, leaders of Earth's nations watched Andrew Han's every move, feeling a chill seep into their hearts.
They had held high office for many years.
Yet faced with this scene, the lofty powers behind the curtain grew anxious, nervously watching the strange communicator floating in Andrew Han's palm. Events seemed to be slipping beyond their control.
......
Oh my God.
It doesn’t look fake.
The current president of Americonia, across the Atlantic, swallowed nervously, a chill rising in his heart. Usually decisive, his mortal hands gripped a glass of hot water so tightly he forgot the burning heat and ignored the sweat pooling in his palms.
He panicked.
His mind was in turmoil.
His thoughts were in utter chaos.
His lips trembled as he looked around, searching for comfort, hoping someone would step forward to explain these earth-shattering mysteries. But no one could calmly meet his pleading gaze.
The shock kept spreading!
The silence swept through the room!
He nearly collapsed into his leather chair, clutching his head and shouting: "It’s not real, it’s not real, this must be a fake Chenriver Emperor!"
Still, no one responded.
Fake!!
The Americonia president slammed his palm on the round table. The officials of the De-Franco Alliance looked ashen, and even the leaders of Sinovera exchanged silent, uneasy glances.
Sometimes, reality is full of surprises.
But in the face of such absurdity, no one could utter a word.
Zhen Gu.
Andrew Han held the communicator, pondered for a moment, and nodded gently: "Please arrange for the Chenriver East District’s Prime Administrative Star to dispatch the appropriate personnel and equipment to assist with management here. Remember, it must be professional. I don’t want to see my hometown fall back into endless power struggles."
With that, he finished speaking.
He clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with a blue halo.
No matter how far away, no matter where they were, every change in expression was caught by Andrew Han’s eyes.
At that moment—
Shawn Xiao gritted his teeth: "You can’t fool me!"
At the edge of the lawn, the air was damp. Andrew Han glanced at Shawn Xiao, whose face was pale.
He looked just like a drowning man struggling to survive.
Desperate to grasp at the last straw.
You can’t fool me!
Shawn Xiao’s roar snapped Wang Youwei and the others out of their daze, shaking the global leaders from their pit of despair, and even Zhen Gu’s virtual image turned to him, showing a hint of stunned admiration.
Such courage and boldness.
Truly worthy of attention.
On the other side of the synchronized video, Emperor Zhen Gu’s gaze grew curious.
Interesting.
Separated by a vast distance, Zhen Gu watched for a while, wanting to laugh but quickly stifling it.
He was reminded of his own youth.
But now, as the Chenriver Emperor, he could only sigh.
He couldn’t help but sigh.