There was dead silence in the whole place.

Just like a sumptuous dinner, the taste may not be amazing, but the ceremony is definitely the ultimate.

However, one second he was carefully arranging the plate, striving to make every knife and fork neatly positioned without leaving any flaws; the next second, he grabbed the tablecloth and overturned everything on the table in an instant. .

Knives, forks, bottles and other items fell to the floor, and the harsh sound of clanking and breaking penetrated the "eardrums" of almost everyone present, causing everyone to enter a stunned emotional state that they could not turn around for a while.

In the first row, District Chief Harry still maintained his previous sitting posture, with almost no change in his facial expression, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Archbishop Wofulun held a cup of tea in his hand and drank it silently. The cup of tea in his hand was made by his attendant who brought tea leaves for him. It was bitter and astringent, and there was a scratchy sensation in the throat when he swallowed it. , so this tea also has a nickname, called "Eagle Falcon Tea".

Although Wolfulun's current physical condition looks unchanged from the outside, in fact, all aspects of the inside have begun to deteriorate severely. Only this tea can he barely taste;

Therefore, what happened around him seemed to be unable to touch him. When drinking tea, he even closed his eyes habitually, as if he had completed his work for the day and was just dozing off until he got off work.

But the tea in his cup kept rippling.

No one knew that he was resisting an impulse, an impulse to throw the teacup in his hand directly into the face of the district chief next to him.

Before he died, he wanted to do something for the religion based on his own heart. He was pure.

But unfortunately, other people are not so pure, and even graffiti on their own purity.

However, this is understandable, because they did not kill the whole family.

Bernie yawned silently. In his row were many ministers of the Whip of Order and bishops of the regional management office. Everyone in the first row couldn't see the expressions clearly, and they didn't dare to extend their consciousness. To investigate, everyone looked at him sitting in the second row.

Bernie frowned slightly, showing a slightly dissatisfied look.

Everyone else sitting in the second row caught this "message", and when they looked at Karen standing on the stage, their expressions became no longer friendly.

Neo, who was sitting in the third row, touched his chin, looked at Karen standing on the stage, and sighed.

Thankfully, we were served;

But the cruel reality is that we are still just pawns on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Neo looked at Bernie sitting in the front row, his eyes gradually darkened:

Most people put the sauce in a new vat after marinating it, but you start to think the vat is dirty just after the sauce has tasted, right?

…

"Is this a big dinner?" Philomena asked Richard, who was sitting next to her.

"Yeah."

"These are all arranged by the captain, oh no, the director?" Philomena continued to ask.

"Probably...right."

Richard answered uncertainly, and then looked at Alfred sitting next to him, only to see Alfred frowning and looking solemn.

Immediately, Richard looked at Vic who was sitting there, and found that Vic had gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, looking very angry and dissatisfied.

Richard immediately said to Philomena: "No, it seems that it is not that simple."

Vic tilted his neck slightly at this time and said to Alfred: "Are you feeling aggrieved?"

Alfred nodded and said, "But we can only endure it."

Vic bit his lip hard and said, "Yes, we can only endure it. The director did the same thing. We have no choice."

After a pause, Vic whispered again:

"I just hope they don't go too far."

…

"Kacha! Katcha! Katcha!"

At this time, after experiencing a short period of shock, the reporters all opened their eyes wide, their breathing became rapid, and the cameras began to focus on the award podium, and they were all excited as if they were "bloodline awakening".

"It's about to begin. There is really no shortage of exciting news in York City."

"This young director is really brave. He is really not afraid of anything."

"What are you afraid of? No one will dare to be the guest of honor the next time you award an award?"

"No, it's different. That's the bishop. He broke the rules."

"Yes, you are young after all."

"Maybe, he feels that he is very powerful now."

"Please, what news would we write without him? We should bless him!"

The entire auditorium also made a "buzzing" sound, and everyone began to whisper to each other, like boiling water.

…

The Guman family's living room.

While eating crabs, Mrs. Tang Li looked at the broadcast projection in front of her and said with a smile: "It's really spirit, this temperament, it seems like she was born to stand in the center of the stage."

"Yes, mother." Kaixi catered to her mother-in-law, "I don't know when our Richard will grow to this point."

"Yeah yeah."

Use tweezers to pick out a piece of crab meat, dip it in vinegar, and put it into your mouth. The sour and fresh taste spreads in your mouth.

Mrs. Tang Li smiled in her heart: You are still looking forward to your son growing up to this point, but I have already experienced the joy of my grandson growing up to this point.

In Karen, Mrs. Tang Li can always see the shadow of Diss from back then;

It's not that she wants Karen to be her support for Dis, it's just that... in her mind, the true standard of excellence is what Dis looked like when he was young.

What's the point of being a little out of line?

A true genius has long been numb to the shock of ordinary people towards him, and may even find it boring.

…

"Young man, you can't use it like this."

Pillow said as he stuffed tobacco into his pipe.

In front of him was a broadcast projection, which showed the scene in the auditorium.

"Why can't it work?" Next to Piro, Levin crossed his hands on his chest and expressed his different opinions disdainfully, "Young people should have this kind of drive, this kind of thinking, this kind of thinking.

A desire for expression! Otherwise, how boring it would be if they were all like us old men!"

Pillow rolled his eyes at Levin and said, "Do you think everything in the church is as simple as the Knights?"

"What's the difference?"

"There's a big difference."

"Talk about it."

"Just like your knife, it is very sharp, but it also needs to be carefully maintained, otherwise it will break easily. The same is true for young people. You have to use it sparingly and protect it."

Levin immediately realized something and asked: "You mean, this is not this kid's idea?"

"I don't think so. People who like formations often find it difficult to be impulsive. Besides, this guy has given me a decent and steady feeling since I met him. I really can't figure out why he suddenly acted like this when he clearly doesn't need to.

High profile.”

Before entering the Gate of Reincarnation, the teams of Karen and Murry received a training in the Dingge area. Pillo was the formation instructor, and Liwen, the retired deputy commander, was the melee instructor.

Piro had a very good impression of Karen. The young man seemed to be on his mind every step of the way, which really made him happy. He even specially gave the young man a gift.

"Isn't it just to be more high-profile?" Levin was still a little unconvinced, "This can attract people's attention, right?"

"Is it just high-profile?" Piro sighed, "I hope so."

At this time, a figure walked in.

Piro and Levin saluted together: "Lord Marvalho."

Marvalho has a special status. Although he can enter and exit the temple freely, even after he comes out, it is difficult for him to find places and people suitable for his activities. Therefore, since they met during training last time, he often comes to this "old man"

club".

Although the old people here will respect him very much and call him "Sir", they are all waiting to join the First Knights, so sometimes they will be more casual, which he enjoys.

Marvalho looked at the broadcast projection and asked, "What happened?"

"It's the old guy Piro who thinks..."

Piro interjected: "It's nothing, sir. We were just curious about this young man Karen because of our past friendship. It happened that there was a notice that his commendation meeting would be broadcast live this time, so we took a look."

Marvalho nodded, pulled up a chair and sat down, saying:

"I'll take a look too."

…

At the beginning, the commendation conference actually did not attract much attention, but as the information quickly fermented through the communication circle, more and more attention began to be directed here, and it gradually began to catch up with the last time Vico came to Eucalyptus for live broadcast.

The heat of judgment.

But at this time, Karen, who was one of the focuses, was not happy about being the focus.
To be continued...