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

"Global Alliance for the Recovery of Lost Cultural Relics"!

When Gu Yun called out that name, the whole world was shaken.

This has gone far beyond the scope of a debate program.

This is tantamount to creating a separate international organization outside the framework of UNESCO, led by the "victim country" and with strong political demands.

Moreover, this happened on a globally broadcast stage, in front of billions of viewers worldwide!

This is like rubbing the face of the Western world in the ground and then stomping on it a few more times.

"I join!" The Egyptian representative, Nicholas, was the first to respond. He walked to Gu Yun's side and solemnly declared as if taking an oath.

"We Greeks will join too!" Elena followed closely behind.

"We, India, join!"

"We Nigeria join!"

……

One by one, the representatives stepped out of their seats and gathered behind Gu Yun.

They have different skin colors and speak different languages, but at this moment they share the same identity—the plundered.

They share the same goal—Give me back my national treasure!

The scene on the stage became extremely spectacular at this moment.

On one side was the "Pursuit Alliance," led by Gu Yun and composed of representatives from more than twenty Asian, African, and Latin American countries, which was gaining momentum.

On the other side was the Western camp led by Charles and Scott.

At that moment, the enormous scales tilted visibly.

Charles was completely speechless.

He didn't expect that those small countries, with their military strength, would dare to make such a fuss here. Who gave them the courage?

He only wanted to annoy Gu Yun, but he ended up setting off a powder keg, blowing himself and his allies to smithereens.

Just when the Western camp was completely silent, thinking that it was about to be completely overwhelmed by this wave.

A discordant sound suddenly rang out.

"I object!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Yamamoto, the representative of the Sakura Country, the man who had been so angered by Gu Yun that he had knelt down and then fainted from anger, had actually stood up again.

His face was even paler than before, as if he had applied a thick layer of powder, and his eyes were sinister and full of resentment.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said with a sneer, "Everyone, please calm down. Don't let some people's inflammatory remarks cloud your judgment."

All eyes were on him.

Everyone was eager to know what new ideas he could come up with under these circumstances.

"Mr. Gu Yun's words just now did sound very satisfying and inspiring," Yamamoto said, offering a feigned compliment before abruptly changing the subject.

"However, he completely ignored a most basic fact: the movement of cultural relics is itself part of cultural exchange! It's a normal phenomenon!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

To call robbery "cultural exchange" is a logic even more refreshing and unconventional than Charles's earlier "protective collection."

Nicholas immediately flew into a rage: "Yamamoto! What nonsense are you spouting? Our temples were sawed open, our statues smashed, and you call that cultural exchange?"

"Mr. Nicholas, please calm down," Yamamoto said slowly, adjusting his glasses.

"Any communication is bound to have some...bumps and bruises. But we cannot throw the baby out with the bathwater and deny the value of communication itself."

"Let me give you an example." Yamamoto looked at Gu Yun. "As we all know, the Tang Dynasty in China was the most powerful and open civilization in the world at that time."

At that time, our Sakura Kingdom sent a large number of "Japanese envoys to Tang China" to Chang'an to study.

They brought back the written language, systems, clothing, and architecture of China... It can be said that the culture of our Sakura country today developed from the culture of the Tang Dynasty.

"So, according to Mr. Gu Yun's logic, wouldn't we also be considered to have 'plundered' your culture? Shouldn't you also form an alliance to demand 'cultural usage fees' from us?"

This analogy is undeniably clever.

He attempted to use an example of "peaceful learning" to confuse the concept of "violent plunder."

In the live broadcast room in China, some netizens immediately pointed out the problem.

[This Japanese devil is using a fallacy! Did we invite them to learn? We sent them over voluntarily! How can that be the same as them taking it away with guns and cannons?]

[That bastard Yamamoto is wicked; he's trying to muddy the waters and drag all the countries into it.]

Let's see how Brother Gu deals with him. You can't reason with this kind of person.

Gu Yun looked at Yamamoto and smiled.

"Yamamoto-kun, I've noticed that you have a particular fondness for contradicting yourself."

"You just said that you studied our Tang Dynasty culture. Then I would like to ask, how does your history record that period?"

"Does it record that your envoys, with humble and reverent hearts, came to the Celestial Empire to learn its advanced civilization, and then brought it back to educate your people?"

Yamamoto was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously: "Of course... that's how it is."

"That settles it then?" Gu Yun spread her hands. "We are the teachers, and you are the students. Teachers impart knowledge to students; that's teaching and nurturing, it's the dissemination of civilization. What's wrong with that?"

"But more than a hundred years ago, it was 'students' who stormed into the 'teacher's' house with knives, burned it down, and stole the teacher's family heirlooms! And now you're telling me this is 'cultural exchange'?"

"Yamamoto-kun, is this how 'respect for teachers' is taught in schools in your Sakura country?"

"I..." Yamamoto's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Gu Yun's "teacher-student argument" completely shut down his previous logic.

"Moreover," Gu Yun didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, "you said cultural exchange is normal. Fine, let's talk about another kind of 'exchange'."

"During World War II, how many cultural relics did your army 'exchange' with in China and throughout Southeast Asia? According to incomplete post-war statistics, the number of cultural relics looted from China alone exceeded 360 million! Among them, there were 300 million books!"

"Many of the treasures in your Tokyo National Museum now, such as Li Di's 'Red and White Hibiscus' from the Song Dynasty and 'Xiao Xiang Leisurely Travel' from the Yuan Dynasty, weren't they all stolen from us?"

"You also 'exchanged' the world's only copy of the Yongle Encyclopedia from Nanjing! Its whereabouts remain unknown to this day!"

"Yamamoto-kun!" Gu Yun's voice suddenly rose. "Is this what you call 'normal' cultural exchange, where 'bumps' are inevitable?"

Yamamoto was forced to retreat step by step by Gu Yun's series of questions, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

These are undeniable facts that he cannot deny.

"No...it's different!" Yamamoto made a last-ditch effort. "That era...that era was war! War has its rules!"

"Oh? The rules of war?" Gu Yun sneered. "It means you can slaughter civilians at will, and plunder cultural relics at will, right?"

"Since you like talking about 'rules' so much, fine, let me ask you."

Gu Yun's gaze suddenly became extremely oppressive.

"You put the cultural relics you stole from us in your museums and exhibit them openly, even listing them as your 'national treasures'."

"Then I would like to ask, do you dare to clearly write down the true origin of these 'national treasures' on their explanatory plaques?"

"Write: 'This exhibit was brought from Nanjing, China, in 1937 by Japanese children from Japan.'"

"Do you dare, Yamamoto-kun?"