My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

Raj's sudden standing up made the atmosphere tense again.

All eyes were drawn from the two ridiculous clauses on the big screen to the Indian athlete.

What does he want to do?

Standing up at this critical juncture, is it to speak out for Park Dae-chang?

Or does he want to challenge Gu Yun, who just achieved a "double kill"?

The host Mark's temples throbbed; he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

He was genuinely afraid, afraid that Raj would say something shocking like the others before him, or even rush onto the stage for an "in-depth exchange."

"Mr. Raj, what's wrong?" Mark's voice trembled slightly; he was prepared to call security and medical personnel at any moment.

What's this Indian guy up to? Is he trying to cause trouble? I don't like him much.

Judging from his expression, he seems quite serious, not like he's trying to provoke anyone. But who knows? None of the contestants on this show are normal.

[I guess he wanted to question Gu Ge's actions earlier and wanted the production team to punish Gu Ge. After all, the Western concept of "procedural justice" is deeply ingrained in people's minds.]

[Possibly! They probably think that even if Park Dae-chang was wrong, Gu Yun shouldn't have attacked him. Attacking is barbaric and against the rules.]

[Damn, these guys are so annoying. Gu-ge, hurry up and think of a way to shut him up! Let him know why the flowers are so red!]

[Don't rush, let's see what he's trying to say first. I have a feeling things aren't that simple.]

[Brother Gu's expression is so calm, as if he had expected someone to step forward. His composure is amazing!]

On stage, Gu Yun was indeed very calm.

He even looked at the Indian youth named Raj with great interest, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Raj ignored the stares of those around him and looked directly at the host, Mark, speaking clearly and distinctly in his heavily accented English: "Mr. Host, my question is very simple."

He paused, then pointed to the stage where Gu Yun, still smiling, stood.

"I would like to ask, is the fighting technique that Mr. Gu Yun used just now, the one that can subdue an opponent in an instant, the legendary... Chinese Kung Fu?"

The question caused a stir among the audience.

No one expected that he would stand up not to protest, not to provoke, but to... be a fan?

Or perhaps it was to satisfy one's own curiosity?

Mark was stunned. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

Raj didn't wait for his reply and continued talking to himself, his eyes gleaming with a fanatical and excited light.

"I've been watching Chinese kung fu movies since I was a child! Bruce Lee! Jackie Chan! Jet Li! They are my idols!"

I always thought that those skills of scaling walls and defeating enemies in one move were just special effects in movies! Until today, I saw Mr. Gu Yun's performance!

His voice grew increasingly excited, even carrying a hint of admiration.

"That's incredible! It's like art! So fluid, so elegant, yet so powerful! Mr. Gu Yun, could you teach me?!"

"puff--"

Someone at the scene couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Immediately afterwards, the suppressed laughter seemed to spread contagiously, eventually turning into a roar of laughter from the entire audience.

So they came to become my apprentices!

The style changed so quickly!

[Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter! I thought he was going to cause trouble, but he just came to learn from me!]

[This Indian guy is kind of cute! Turns out he's a big fan of Brother Gu! Now he's one of us!]

Bruce Lee! Jackie Chan! Jet Li! It seems our cultural export has been quite successful! The influence is tremendous!

[Mr. Gu Yun, can you teach me? I'm laughing so hard I can't live anymore. This show has completely turned into Gu Yun's personal talent show, hasn't it?]

[Brother Gu: You want to learn? I'll teach you. Pay the tuition first, WeChat and Alipay are accepted.]

Now it was host Mark's turn to be embarrassed. How could the show continue? How about we start a martial arts training class on the spot? I'd be the first to sign up!

[I declare Raj the best atmosphere performer of the night! He successfully turned a tense international conflict into a hilarious comedy show!]

Amidst the bursts of laughter from the audience, Gu Yun couldn't help but laugh as well.

He looked at the Indian guy whose face was full of "desire for knowledge" and "admiration" and thought he was quite an interesting person.

He picked up the microphone, faced Raj, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your appreciation. However, we Chinese have an old saying: 'Kung Fu is a killing technique.'"

We never show our strength to others easily, much less teach it. Because martial prowess is never meant to be flaunted, but rather... for protection.

He paused, then added meaningfully, "And, educating those who don't understand reason."

This remark abruptly silenced the laughter in the room.

Everyone understood the deeper meaning behind it.

This is not only an answer to Raj's question, but also an explanation of his own actions, and a warning to all those with ill intentions.

I know martial arts, but I don't easily resort to violence.

But once I take action, it means you're beyond redemption.

Raj nodded as if he understood, then sat down contentedly.

Although he didn't succeed in becoming his disciple, he was already very happy to receive personal answers from his idol.

This unexpected "apprenticeship" controversy completely dispelled the tense atmosphere from before.

Mark breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had come back to life.

He quickly seized the opportunity and announced loudly, "Great! Thank you, Mr. Raj and Mr. Gu Yun, for your wonderful interaction!"

Now, let's take a look at the final voting results for the third segment, "The Inheritance and Charm of Cultural Heritage!"

The bar chart reappeared on the big screen.

The red pillar representing Gu Yun, without any suspense, once again surged straight to the top with an overwhelming advantage of over 95%.

"The winner of this round is once again—Mr. Gu Yun from China! Let's give him a warm round of applause!"

Amidst thunderous applause, Gu Yun bowed slightly in greeting.

Three cities captured in quick succession!

From history to war to culture, Gu Yun swept away all his opponents with overwhelming force!

However, although he won the game, the behind-the-scenes power struggle had only just begun.

During the time of GG, the atmosphere in Frank's office was heavy.

The heads of the delegations from Japan and South Korea sat to one side, their faces ashen. Behind them stood diplomats from their respective embassies.

"Mr. Frank! You must give us an explanation for this!" The cultural attaché from South Korea, a man surnamed Kim, slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Our contestant was physically attacked on your stage! He is still in the hospital!"

Your newly released so-called terms are a blatant insult to our Korean Republic of China!

"That's right!" the representative from Japan echoed. "We also demand that Gu Yun be disqualified from the competition! And that he issue a public apology!"

Frank was in a real bind. He kept wiping his sweat and looked pleadingly at a middle-aged white man sitting in the head seat.

This is Henry, a special observer sent by UNESCO.

In name, he is the highest supervisor of the program.

Henry cleared his throat and said in an unquestionable tone, "Please calm down, both of you. We have seen the whole story clearly. Gu Yun's behavior was indeed excessive, and we will issue him a serious warning."

"Just a warning?" Consul Kim's tone rose even higher. "That's far from enough!"

"So what do you want?"

A lazy voice came from the doorway.

Gu Yun walked in slowly, all by himself.

He looked at the room full of menacing people, still wearing that harmless smile on his face.

"Should I go to the hospital to see him again? Check if the shoe print on his face has been cleaned off?"