Amidst the chaos on the podium.
The special envoy displayed a superior calmness amidst the disorder, and compared to him, Zuo Bai, sitting two rows behind, was equally composed.
Not a hint of panic could be seen on Zuo Bai's face; the eyes beneath his glasses were deep as a pool, with an indiscernible fury slowly building.
"Any deviation from science is a desecration to science..."
Zuo Bai murmured softly, rhythmically rubbing the frame of his glasses with his fingers, his eyes coldly fixating on the group indulged in "taking selfies" on the stage.
His voice was low and filled with chill, as if squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Truly a group of foolish defects!"
Although Zuo Bai's voice was so faint that only he could hear it, not even the special envoy nearby noticed it.
Yet, the monsters on the stage seemed struck by some invisible force, collectively covering their ears, faces showing humanoid fear.
