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

Dare?

Of course he wouldn't dare!

If it were written like that, then the museum wouldn't be displaying "national treasures," but rather exhibiting "evidence of crimes."

That would be a public execution of the entire Yamato people.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Gu Yun pressed on, "Aren't you the ones who value 'craftsmanship' and pay the most attention to 'details'?"

How can you be so vague about such an important matter?

Or do you yourselves know this is shameful and you can't bring yourselves to talk about it?

"Enough!" Scott couldn't stand it anymore. He slammed his hand on the table, trying to interrupt Gu Yun's "spellcasting".

He knew that if Gu Yun continued talking, Yamamoto might be carried out again today.

Although he doesn't like Yamamoto either, they are still "allies" at least for now.

"Gu Yun! We're discussing the Da Niu Museum issue right now! Please don't bring up other topics! You're trying to shift the focus!" Scott said righteously.

"A shift in focus?" Gu Yun laughed, turning to look at Scott with a mocking gaze.

"Mr. Scott, I've noticed that people from your country have a rather peculiar hobby."

"I just really like to barge into other people's homes and act as the referee when they're arguing."

Did the United Nations bestow upon you the titles of "World Police" and "Disciplinary Committee Member of the Debate Competition"?

Or are you saying that as long as someone is your ally, no matter how shameless they are, you'll rush to clean up their mess?

These words, laced with barbs, instantly put Scott in a very difficult position.

He had just tried to play the role of maintaining order and upholding justice, but Gu Yun's words accused him of being a biased hegemon.

"I'm just reminding you to follow the rules of debate!" Scott's face darkened as he forcefully argued, "Our core issue right now is the ownership of the artifacts in the Grand Museum, not your personal feud with Mr. Yamamoto!"

"Personal grudges?" Gu Yun seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He spread his hands and looked around the room.

"As you all heard, Mr. Yamamoto's remarks just now were an attempt to whitewash the act of 'violent plunder.' He tried to use a so-called 'cultural exchange' to confuse the public and undermine the legitimacy of all the countries that have been plundered in their pursuit of national treasures."

This is no longer just his problem; it represents a shameless, robber-like view of history that refuses to acknowledge historical crimes.

By exposing him, I am defending the very foundation of this debate.

How did it become a "personal grudge" in your mouth, Mr. Scott?

He paused, his gaze sharpening as he stared directly at Scott.

"Or do you think that our century of bloodshed and tears, which we, the victimized countries, are denouncing here, is just children playing house and not worth mentioning?"

Is it only when it involves the "face" of your Western camp that these are considered "core issues" that need to be taken seriously?

"You..." Scott was speechless.

Gu Yun's logic was crystal clear; he instantly elevated his personal attack on Yamamoto to the level of defending the common position of all victimized countries.

If Scott persists, it would be tantamount to openly making an enemy of the representatives from more than twenty countries present at the event.

[Hahaha! My brother Gu's mouth must be blessed! 'World Police and Debate Competition Discipline Committee Member', it's hilarious!]

Scott tried to play the role of a rational and objective person, but Gu Ge stripped him bare in a second and beat him into a lackey of hegemony!

[This logic is brilliant! My rebuttal to the Japanese isn't based on personal grudges, but because they're undermining the legitimacy of this debate! It elevates the discussion to a whole new level!]

Have you noticed that every time Scott tries to invoke procedural justice or the advantages of the rules, Gu Ge always crushes him with a far grander moral compass? That's a classic case of dimensional reduction!

[Awesome! So awesome! I used to see our diplomats all speaking with righteous indignation, but there always seemed to be a sense of unease. Gu Ge is just pointing his finger at you and yelling, leaving you no room to retort! I look forward to the day when Gu Ge stands on a formal diplomatic stage!]

Representatives from other countries nodded in agreement, with Nicholas directly echoing, "Mr. Gu is right! Yamamoto's remarks are an insult to all of us who have been plundered! This is not a personal grudge!"

Seeing that he had not only failed to help Yamamoto out of the predicament, but had also gotten himself into trouble, Scott's face turned ashen, and he could only sit back down angrily.

He glared at Yamamoto fiercely, cursing him inwardly as "useless."

Gu Yun ignored Scott and turned her gaze back to Yamamoto's face.

"It seems Yamamoto-kun doesn't dare to answer." Gu Yun sighed softly, his tone filled with disappointment. "That's understandable. After all, admitting to being a thief requires a bit of shame. That might be too much of a luxury for you."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at Yamamoto again, as if he were just a disgusting piece of garbage.

He turned around and faced Charles, the representative of the Bull Kingdom, whose face was now extremely grim.

"Mr. Charles, now we can continue our conversation." Gu Yun's tone returned to its previous calm. "Just now, your ally vividly demonstrated to us what it means to be 'unrepentant' in an extremely foolish way."

His theory of "cultural exchange" and your theory of "protective collection" are essentially the same thing.

Charles adjusted his bow tie and forced a "gentleman's" smile.

"Mr. Gu, I must clarify that Mr. Yamamoto's views do not represent my position."

Furthermore, I believe your words just now were too harsh and strayed from the realm of rational discussion.

Charles’s voice carried the arrogance and composure characteristic of an old empire, as he attempted to steer the debate back in his favor.

"Alright, alright, young people are always a bit hot-tempered, we can understand." He waved his hand, adopting the demeanor of a magnanimous elder.

"Let's get back to the core of the issue. I admit that the methods used to acquire these artifacts in that particular era were somewhat... well, controversial. But we can't always dwell on the past, can we?"

He stood up, paced a couple of steps, seemingly organizing his thoughts, or perhaps displaying his composure.

"Now, a century has passed. These treasures from China, Egypt, and Greece no longer belong to just one country."

They are admired by hundreds of millions of visitors worldwide and studied by scholars from all over the world in our great museums, the Louvre, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.

They have been elevated to become a shared cultural heritage of all humankind!

The moment the words "common cultural heritage" were uttered, the eyes of the Western media reporters at the scene lit up, and they frantically pressed their shutters.

This is a very clever way of putting it, instantly elevating the selfish act of "possession" to the selfless level of "serving all mankind".

Professor Richard also subtly offered his assistance at this moment, adding into the microphone, "Mr. Charles is absolutely right."

From the perspective of the spirit of international law, when the cultural value and historical significance of an object transcends its place of origin and has a global impact, its "cultural guardianship" should be considered from a broader perspective.

Concentrating their display and research in several world-class cultural centers would be more conducive to the dissemination and exchange of civilizations, which aligns with the common interests of all humankind.

The two worked in tandem, quickly building a new and seemingly indestructible theoretical high ground.

We are not robbers; we are the guardians and disseminators of civilization for all humankind.

You countries that demand the return of [the property] are the selfish and narrow-minded nationalists who are hindering the progress of all humankind!

This combination of punches was executed exceptionally well, instantly reversing the downward spiral that had ensued due to Yamamoto's defeat.

The representatives from the Western camp nodded in agreement, their faces showing approval.

Even representatives from some neutral countries have begun to waver.

Charles looked at Gu Yun, and the smile on his lips returned to its genuine form.

He believed that no one could refute this argument, which stood on the moral high ground.

He had even prepared his next speech, ready to persuade Gu Yun to "have the magnanimity of a great nation" and to "think about the well-being of all mankind".

But Gu Yun's reaction once again surprised everyone.

He listened quietly, and then nodded gently.

"Well said." Gu Yun clapped her hands, the applause ringing out clearly in the quiet studio.

"The idea of ​​protecting the common cultural heritage of all mankind is truly filled with noble humanitarianism. I almost believed it."

Charles frowned, wondering what Gu Yun was up to.

Gu Yun ignored his question and turned towards the control room, saying calmly, "Director, could you do me a favor?"

Director Frank immediately shouted into his headset to the production director, "Cut him over! Give him the shot! Fulfill all his requests!"

"I'd like to play a short film on the big screen," Gu Yun said. "It's a short film about how our friends from the UK view and suggest 'sharing' our Chinese cultural relics."

"A short film?" A sense of foreboding washed over Charles.

Scott and Professor Richard exchanged a glance; they both felt uneasy.

Gu Yun is the kind of person who never fights a battle unprepared.

Every time he requested to use the large screen, it meant the start of a massacre.

"Of course, Mr. Gu," the host Mark immediately agreed.

The huge LED screen in the center of the studio lit up instantly.

The scene shows an elegantly decorated British talk show studio.

A famous Russian TV host, with gray hair, glasses, and a scholarly air, is speaking eloquently to the camera.

He spoke in a perfect Oxford accent, his face serious: "...I've always had an idea about those Chinese porcelain pieces in the Da Niu Museum. Many people want to own them, but they're so precious, there's only one piece. That's not fair."

"So, I think the best way to handle this is," the host said, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips, picking up a small hammer from the table and gesturing with it, "to smash it! Then, distribute the pieces to everyone! That way, everyone has a piece. That's the true spirit of 'sharing'!"

The video is short, only a dozen seconds long.

But when the host uttered the words, "Break it up and give it to everyone," the entire studio fell into a deathly silence.

Nicholas, Elena, and the others' faces instantly flushed with anger.

They were reminded of their own country's national treasures that had been sawed apart and smashed.

So this is how these so-called "guardians" treat the treasures of human civilization!

Charles's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He recognized the host; he was a star anchor at a major domestic television station with immense influence.

He never dreamed that the theoretical high ground of "common heritage" that he had just painstakingly built would be smashed to pieces in this way by his own country's "pig teammates"!

[Holy crap!!! What did I just hear? Smash it up and distribute it to everyone?! Is this what they call 'sharing'?!]

This isn't sharing, this is dismemberment!!! This is the ultimate insult to civilization!!!

[Charles was just spouting that 'common heritage of all mankind' all the time,' and now his family wants to smash up the inheritance and divide it up! I'm disgusted!]

[Gu Ge is awesome! That slap was really hard! I could even hear Charles's face swelling up! *Slap slap slap*!]

[What kind of gentlemanly manners are these? They're just a bunch of uncivilized barbarians at heart! Descendants of robbers, destruction and the desire to divide loot are etched into their genes!]

The video finished playing and the big screen went dark.

Gu Yun glanced around at the stunned Western camp, and a smile finally returned to his face, a smile filled with cold killing intent and mockery.

"Mr. Charles, Professor Richard."

"Now, can you explain this to me again, and to the billions of viewers around the world?"

"What the hell do you mean, 'shared inheritance'?"