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

The entire room fell silent.

This word is simple and crude, yet it is full of the most extreme insults.

It fundamentally disqualifies you from engaging in this dialogue.

You can't even manage to make a mess of your own family affairs, so what right do you have to act as a "teacher" and point fingers at others?

At the center of the stage, the more than twenty elite representatives from all over the world seemed to be frozen in place.

They had imagined countless possible responses from Gu Yun.

He might cite classical texts to argue for the humanistic philosophy that has been prevalent in China since ancient times.

He might cite data to illustrate China's tremendous achievements in the right to development.

He might even dodge the issue with ambiguous diplomatic language.

But they never expected this.

He won't argue with you about the specific clauses of human rights; I'll directly question your qualifications to talk about human rights!

This completely stunned everyone.

Scott's head was buzzing.

He felt that his pride in his calmness and rationality was utterly ineffective against Gu Yun's unconventional and thuggish fighting style.

Guns, drugs, zero-dollar purchases...

Within the United States, these issues can be addressed using various complex theories, such as the "sanctity of the Second Amendment" and "individual freedom of choice."

They use phrases like "nonviolent resistance against historical injustice" to package, explain, and deceive the public.

But on this international stage, when these bloody realities are ruthlessly torn apart by Gu Yun,

When compared to the visible "peace and prosperity" of China, any explanation seems so pale and powerless.

How should he refute this?

Does the US have the freedom to be shot dead in the middle of the night?

Does the US have the freedom to use drugs to the point of ruin and death?

When he said that, not only did the world's audience not believe it, but even he himself didn't believe it!

"This guy... is a devil..." Beside Scott, William, a young nobleman from the cow country, muttered unconsciously, his lips trembling.

He felt he wasn't debating with an individual, but rather confronting the will of a nation and the confidence of a civilization head-on.

And they suffered a crushing defeat.

The live broadcast room in China was already a sea of ​​joy.

【Unworthy! Well said! Absolutely unworthy! A bunch of trash who can't even protect their own citizens, what right do they have to point fingers at us!】

[Brother Gu has become a legend today! This isn't a debate anymore, it's a one-sided massacre! Look at those twenty-odd people, they're all wilted like frostbitten eggplants!]

[That was so satisfying! Absolutely so satisfying! Before, watching our diplomats being constantly bombarded with human rights questions by Western journalists was incredibly frustrating. Today, Gu Ge (Gu Ge) directly shut them down!]

The right to life is the most fundamental human right! This statement is absolutely true! If people are gone, what's the point of talking about freedom and democracy?

[I recorded what Brother Gu just said. From now on, if anyone tries to talk to me about human rights again, I'll just play it back to them! I'll shut them up!]

Look at Scott's expression, he looks like he's about to cry, hahaha! He was so arrogant just now, even launching an ambush, now he's dumbfounded, isn't he?

The on-site director also very considerately scanned the face of each Western athlete with the camera.

Some people had ashen faces and clenched fists.

Some people avoided eye contact with the camera.

Some people move their lips as if they want to say something, but they can't utter a single word.

Meanwhile, at the center of their attack, the besieged man, Gu Yun, remained as calm and collected as ever.

He even picked up the microphone, smiled at the completely dumbfounded host Mark, and asked, "Mr. Mark, is it time for the next person? Or do they have no more questions?"

These words were like a needle, piercing the frozen atmosphere.

It also jolted Scott awake.

He knew he could no longer remain silent.

If Gu Yun is allowed to control the pace like this, these twenty-odd people will become a laughing stock of the whole world today.

He must fight back!

He took a deep breath, forcing his chaotic mind to calm down.

Domestic issues cannot be discussed any further; continuing to discuss them would only lead to further humiliation.

We must bring the battlefield back to the international arena! We must use their expertise in "international responsibility" and "universal values" to suppress Gu Yun!

"Mr. Gu Yun!"

Scott finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

All eyes immediately turned to him again.

"I admit that there are indeed some problems within our country. No country is perfect." Scott took a step back, appearing magnanimous and reflective.

"However, this cannot deny the enormous contributions our beacon nation has made to maintaining world peace and order!"

He straightened his chest, and the confidence of a "world policeman" returned to his face.

"Since World War II, who has been fighting against the evil red empire and protecting the peace of the free world?"

"When humanitarian crises occur in certain regions, who is it that sends our soldiers from afar to uphold justice?"

"Everything we do is not for ourselves, but for the peace and stability of this world!"

This is the responsibility that a great power should shoulder!

Scott's voice grew increasingly impassioned as he attempted to reclaim the moral high ground and sweep away the previous slump through this grand narrative.

In his view, China is completely blank in these aspects.

You only care about your own development and never participate in international affairs. What qualifications do you have to talk about the responsibilities of a major power?

He looked at Gu Yun, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes. He believed that Gu Yun would never be able to answer this question directly.

However, after listening to his impassioned speech, Gu Yun's expression became somewhat strange.

It was an expression of wanting to laugh but being too embarrassed to laugh, desperately trying to hold it in.

He looked at Scott as if he were looking at an innocent child, and slowly asked, "Mr. Scott, what you just mentioned... maintaining world peace?"

"Yes!" Scott answered decisively.

Gu Yun finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

He laughed and waved his hands, saying to the audience, "Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help it. This is probably the funniest joke I've heard all year."