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

Gu Yun's words were like pouring a bucket of cold water into a calm pan of oil, instantly causing an uproar in the entire studio!

He not only perfectly refuted Greta's accusations of "environmental protection," but also directly ignited the flames of war in the very realm of "human rights" and "freedom," which the entire Western world is most proud of and most hypocritical!

"A nation that can't even ban guns in its own country..."

"A nation that can't even ban drugs in its own country..."

"A nation that allows its citizens to shop for free on the streets..."

These three sentences were like three resounding slaps to the faces of all the Western athletes, led by Scott.

Gun proliferation, drug legalization, social disorder... these are the festering sores that cannot be concealed beneath their glamorous exterior.

Now, Gu Yun has laid bare his secrets in front of the whole world!

[Holy crap! Gu Ge has gone mad! He's gone completely on a map attack! He's slashed all Western countries!]

[Awesome! That's fucking awesome! This is true subversion! You talk to me about environmental protection, I'll talk to you about human rights! You talk to me about human rights, I'll talk to you about the right to survival! Always invincible!]

"Turn off your air conditioner before you talk to me about environmental protection!" This line is so classic! It shatters their hypocritical theories in one sentence!

[I declare this the most brilliant debate counterattack I've ever seen, bar none! The logic was clear, the arguments progressed step by step, and in the end, it was a complete table-flipping, an end to the argument!]

[That little girl Greta was almost brought to tears, and I didn't feel any sympathy for her at all. She deserved to be used as a pawn by Western powers!]

Scott and Hamilton's faces turned green. They certainly hadn't expected that Gu Yun would veer a simple environmental issue into a comparison of the merits and demerits of national governance and social systems. His vision was truly remarkable!

"What right do you have to talk to us about how to govern a country?" This statement is practically a king's declaration! So domineering!

[If anyone dares to mention this bullshit environmental protection to me again, I'll use Brother Gu's rhetoric to shut them up! I guarantee they'll question their existence!]

On stage, Greta completely broke down and, with the help of staff, left the stage in tears.

Her banner of "environmental protection" was shattered in the face of Gu Yun's iron fist of realism, which was like a dimensional reduction attack.

Scott, Hamilton, and the other Western athletes all had ashen faces and tightly pressed lips, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

They wanted to refute it, but found themselves at a loss for words.

Are we going to argue with Gu Yun that freedom of gun ownership is an inherent human right?

Is drug legalization a personal choice?

Is "zero-dollar purchase" a redistribution of social wealth?

These words are fine if they fool their own people, but to say them on the international stage in front of the whole world only makes them seem absurd and laughable.

Gu Yun looked at their humiliated expressions and sneered inwardly.

Are you trying to morally blackmail me?

I'll strip you naked, let's see what you can use to kidnap me then.

He knew he had to press his advantage and completely destroy their psychological defenses.

"What? Nobody's talking?"

Gu Yun looked around, his gaze finally settling on Scott, the representative of the United States.

"Mr. Scott, Miss Greta just questioned us about human rights. Why don't we discuss this topic in more detail?"

Scott's eyelids twitched; he had a very bad feeling.

"We Chinese have a very simple saying: 'The right to life is the greatest human right.'"

Gu Yun spoke calmly and unhurriedly, as if explaining the simplest truth.

"What's the point of talking to someone about freedom or democracy if they don't even know if they'll live to see tomorrow?"

"In my country, a girl can walk alone on any street at midnight without any worries."

And she doesn't have to worry about being robbed, or anything worse. Tell me, in your beacon country, would she dare to do that?

"In my country, our children can study peacefully in bright and clean classrooms without worrying that someone will come in with a gun and start shooting."

"Can they be 100% at ease in your beacon country?"

"In my country, our people do not have to worry about dying on the street from a drug overdose. Our anti-drug police are heroes of the people."

In your beacon country, is drug trafficking a legitimate source of revenue for some state governments?

With each question Gu Yun asked, Scott's expression grew increasingly grim.

Each of these problems was like a sharp knife, precisely stabbing him in his most painful spot.

"So, Mr. Scott, do you still think you're qualified to talk to us about 'human rights'?"

Gu Yun took a step forward, closing in on Scott, his eyes filled with a sense of oppression.

"A country that cannot even guarantee the most basic safety of its own citizens."

A country with more guns than people, a country where more than 100,000 people die from drug abuse every year…

"Your human rights are just words on paper, slogans politicians use to win votes."

"Our human rights are written on the land, and are the peace and prosperity that every ordinary citizen can truly feel!"

"What you export is war and turmoil, and then you hypocritically go and 'save' refugees."

"What we export is peace and development. We use the Belt and Road Initiative to help other countries build railways, ports, and hospitals!"

"Who is truly contributing to the cause of human rights in this world?"

Gu Yun's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the entire venue.

"So in my view, there is absolutely nothing to debate about human rights."

He looked at Scott, who was pale and swaying, and the group of equally distraught Western players behind him, and a contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Because you are simply not worthy."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Those twenty-odd elites from various countries who had come with great momentum to "besiege" Gu Yun now seemed to have become puppets with their spines removed, each hanging their heads and unable to utter a single word.