I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2075 - 1340: Merry Christmas, Please Vote!

Parliament Building.

Figures in white robes, resembling angels, streamed in from every corner, their chants surging like ocean waves, forming a majestic and harmonious spectacle.

Viewed from above, it resembled streams merging into a vast ocean.

Given the scale, it wasn't merely Seoul's doctors but likely healers from across Korea who had rushed to fuel the uproar.

The Parliament Building... furious yells from the medical personnel battered the windows of the structure situated diagonally opposite.

Inside the conference hall, dim lighting prevailed.

Should the furious crowd below spot them and assume harm, the outcome would turn ugly fast.

Shadows concealed the faces surrounding the conference table, yet as the session concluded, subtle grins appeared on everyone's mouths.

The door to the meeting room swung open, allowing the attendees to file out. Only under the corridor's illumination did it become clear that the first to emerge was the head of Korea's primary opposition party.

Among the group were two legislators who had attended the funeral in Japan.

Xing Jie brought up the rear, responsible for securing the meeting room door. Once the influential attendees had departed, he pivoted, headed to the adjacent door, rapped on it, paused intentionally for moments, and then pushed it ajar.

Darkness lingered in this chamber as well.

Boss Jiang lingered near the window, gazing at the impressive demonstration unfolding at the Parliament Building's front.

"Mr. Jiang, everything went smoothly."

Jiang Chen stayed still, "What do you think Yin Ronghuan will do? Issue orders and then change them, or suppress forcefully?"

Xing Jie clasped his hands behind him, "No matter how Yin Ronghuan chooses, it won’t change his ultimate fate."

Lingering here went beyond mere enjoyment of Jin Zhuxuan’s display.

A true master shapes destiny.

Boss Jiang’s obscured silhouette grew more like a lurking beast orchestrating events from the shadows.

On this occasion, the medical field displayed remarkable solidarity and power, for physicians also handle blades.

Privileges never come from handouts; they demand personal seizure and protection.

The expected clash burst forth without surprise, as physicians' demonstrations collided with the forces of military and police upholding order, shifting from yells to pushes, with tensions mounting higher.

Firing weapons remains out of the question.

Yet Yin Ronghuan surely seethed with rage; even after his prestige waned by acknowledging Japan's superiority, he could still tackle the agitators at home.

Healers, no matter their elevated standing, count as regular experts, not magnates.

Tear gas and powerful water jets came into play.

Troops and officers stowed their firearms, opting for shields and clubs instead, charging ahead to strike at whatever crossed their path.

Wails and shrieks started echoing everywhere.

Not even females escaped the assault, highlighting a brutal form of fairness.

Xu Kuan spoke the truth.

It unfolded like a captivating tale of surreal wonder.

By the way.

"Where’s Xu Kuan?"

Jiang Chen inquired.

"He’s gone to protect Miss Jin Zhuxuan."

Xing Jie answered straightforwardly.

Fellow workers matter, yet superiors hold greater weight; that's obvious.

"Seems he really has the leisure."

"Xu Kuan went because he discovered suspicious people around Miss Jin Zhuxuan, so he went personally."

He provided the clarification regardless.

After all, what if Mr. Jiang chose to punish old Xu severely?

Sharing duties with another eases the load.

"Who’s suspicious?"

Jiang Chen kept his gaze downward.

"MS Company, FOX boy band, Miss Jin Zhuxuan’s childhood friend, Liu Junxiang."

Jiang Chen showed no reaction.

He recognized that name from earlier mentions.

"Li Xuejing chose to stand up and report, MS Company might be doomed, enslaving artists, unspoken rules, power and sex trades... these may not be deadly, but the big figures involved surely won’t let it off."

Xing Jie stated without emotion: "We suspect Liu Junxiang approached Miss Jin on MS Company’s orders, intending to use her to trace Li Xuejing’s whereabouts and silence her."

"That guy is Miss Jin Zhuxuan’s childhood friend, the claim of intentional approach doesn’t hold."

"Mr. Jiang, most Korean male celebrities have questionable conduct and even engage in illegal activities, including Liu Junxiang. He’s a typical two-faced person, idol on the surface, exploiting his idol identity to commit crimes secretly. I suggest making him disappear forever."

Xing Jie proved quite capable indeed.

Sparse in speech yet decisive in deeds.

"Why bother with unnecessary suggestions for such trivial matters? Why not just deal with it directly."

Jiang Chen replied offhandedly.

"After all, Liu Junxiang is Miss Jin Zhuxuan’s friend."

Jiang Chen grinned, facing him.

"So you want me to be the villain?"

It appeared they still questioned his purity.

Explaining held no point anyway.

Excess words often complicate matters further.

"Regardless of whether he’s a murderer or rapist, that’s the Korean police’s business. Are you asking me to tell Miss Jin that her friend is bad and thus I must kill him?"

Xing Jie stayed quiet.

"How’s the evidence chain collection going?"

Jiang Chen shifted the subject.

"Still being completed, too many people involved, Li Xuejing’s input isn’t enough."

"How many victims have we contacted?"

"Currently about seventy, including twenty actresses. There are also quite a few victims who have passed away, but left some evidence before dying."

More than seventy.

These represent the bold ones willing to testify, though the actual tally of sufferers defies estimation.

Small space holds big chaos, calm pond hides teeming life.

"Che Changmin wants us to keep gathering evidence, ensuring it’s comprehensive, either we don’t act, or if we do, we must secure victory."

Jiang Chen gave a nod.

Troops and officers confronted the healers.

No other groups should sit by passively.

Reciprocity calls for equal response.