Bao Gucheng's brow furrowed for a moment, that sense of disorientation quickly passed, and he soon regained his composure.
His gaze firmed up, and he strode forward without hesitation, heading toward the crowd with his long legs.
...
The scene of the national ceremony.
The medal awarding ceremony had reached its conclusion.
Vice President Feng Shiren wore a benevolent smile as he awarded the final medal. He was exceptionally amiable, even delivering a few dignified remarks on the spot.
After speaking, a weight lifted from his heart.
Thinking about Chen Long and others being held back by his secretary, who by now must be fuming, only made him feel more satisfied.
Bao Gucheng, you deserted at the last moment, leaving a gap for me to exploit, saving six medal slots, and I could report back to... that master.
In the end, I've won this round, hahahaha...
Just as he was secretly rejoicing.
Suddenly.
