"Protest!"
"We protest!"
The entire audience from Japan stood up, with members of the Thousand Hand Society expressing their protest towards the judges.
Unfortunately, their voices were drowned in the crowd's outrage.
"Is this also considered trickery?"
"Isn't this a mistake in your own antidote?"
"Exactly, Dr. Cole only prepared the poison. You Japanese prepared the antidote yourselves. It was your antidote that intensified the toxicity of the poison. How can you accuse us of trickery?"
"Blaming others for your own incompetence?"
"This must be the way of the Japanese, being so petty!"
The Chinese audience finally heaved a sigh of relief. The recent feelings of anger in their hearts vanished without a trace at this moment.
Miyamoto Yamauchi looked furious. He rushed to Yukiko's side: "Yukiko, how are you holding up?"
"I'm fine for now."
Yukiko Yagyuu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and softly shook her head.