The conflict between the Ji family's direct lineage and the empress had nothing to do with him. He only stood from the perspective of the church to strive for the greatest benefit.
Now the conditions offered to him by the Queen and the radicals are more favorable.
Then it was a normal choice for him not to let Qiao Nian enter the Privy Council.
A minute passed in the blink of an eye.
The meeting has already started.
Someone was presiding over the meeting outside. Usually, such meetings had a lengthy opening speech of more than ten minutes, during which time everyone would remain quiet.
After the opening remarks, both sides expressed their respective views.
Quentin stretched out and leaned back in his seat, waiting for the procedure to go through in boredom.
Soon, the person presiding over the meeting finished his opening remarks, and then the old man with the hooked nose walked up to the applause of the crowd.
He took the draft of his speech, stood on the stage, and began to passionately recount all the bad things about Qiao Nian.
In the end, he did focus on his Oriental identity.
"As everyone knows, our Privy Council has never accepted Orientals. They are cunning and treacherous and have no faith or bottom line. We should not allow such lowly and hypocritical people to enter such a sacred place as the Privy Council."
"Besides, the fact that she helped Country Z steal technology has not been explained clearly. I believe everyone can make their own judgments!"
"That's all for my speech. Please invite Mr. Xue to come up."
After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to applaud.
The silver-haired old man walked up calmly under the gaze of everyone. His hands were empty, and he didn't even bring a speech like Leonard. He just walked up easily.
Then he stood on the stage, adjusted the height of the microphone, looked around the entire venue, and smiled modestly: "I don't agree with Mr. Lei's theory of human race."
There was an uproar in the audience. No one expected that he would come up and slap the previous person in the face and oppose his point of view.
Leonard just stepped down from the stage, his face darkened, and he curled his lips in contempt: "You don't know your own limitations."
The silver-haired old man ignored the discussion below and said, "I want to show you something."
He asked someone to bring up the laptop he brought with him, then operated the mouse to project a screenshot onto the huge screen of the circular conference.
"I doubt the negative information that Mr. Lei just mentioned."
"If a person's opponents have to rely on rumors to discredit her, I don't think there is anything wrong with this person. I will only be more certain that she is good enough so that her opponents can't find anything to discredit her!"
"Also, I have another question."
"It's true that the Queen is the symbol of the Hidden Family, but if I remember correctly, whether an outside family can enter the Hidden Family requires the Privy Council to review and vote on it. Who gave an outsider who is not yet a Hidden Family, a person from an independent continent, the power to make external promises!"
"She has not even entered the Privy Council yet, but she can bypass the Senate meeting and make decisions for the Privy Council. Who gave her the confidence?"
His silver hair was neatly combed behind his head. His face, full of age, looked at the radicals with dignity and asked calmly, "Mr. Lei, did you give her the power?"
…
The conservatives dropped a bombshell, catching the Queen and the radicals off guard. The meeting was forced to pause and enter discussion time.
"I'm going out for a while." Leonard's face darkened, and he waved his hand and said in a deep voice to the people around him who were at a loss.
All the radicals were stunned by the hammer swung by Mr. Xue. They looked at each other, feeling uneasy and uncertain.
No one stopped him when he went out.
(End of this chapter)