Kapitel 697: Internal Conflict

Good friends, schoolmates and fans of Qin Guan had gathered under the stage. They silently watched the speaker give a solemn introduction about Qin Guan's glory.

Although it was not an important award, it was significant for the Asian students of the university, as it gave them a sense of belonging and identity in the city of New York.

The man on the stage was their representative in their fight for justice.

The host finished his speech, which was excellent in both intonation and emotion. This was nothing for an American politician. In that country, people had to speak so well that their speeches sounded as pleasant as songs.

That year, there would be a presidential election. Gunpowder smoke had already appeared in all big cities. Henry and four other policemen stood up, holding an exquisite black box, and waited for Qin Guan on the stage.