At least forty or fifty people were present in the art museum's conference room. All of them were prominent figures from high society, and none were strangers to Supernatural Power.
Compared with ordinary people, who could only access Supernatural Power through network signals and news media, they had far more opportunities to come face-to-face with supernatural forces.
Even so, when Mr. Leff called out the name "World Councillor," everyone in the room still couldn't help but become excited.
World Councillor, one of the highest seats in the New Humans Alliance... He could be said to be a true big shot capable of representing the will of the New Humans Alliance.
The Sun Society and several other ancient, mysterious organizations controlled this beautiful country from behind the scenes. By nature, they were the same kind of organization as Michael's Club, which was likewise manipulating everything in secret—the two sides should have cooperated long ago!
"Hahaha, it was all a misunderstanding." As the head of the Sun Society, Mr. Thomas knew he had to step forward and say something. "Esteemed World Councillor, Mr. Vidocq is simply a straightforward man. He was only worried that our Mr. Leff had been deceived. Please forgive his recklessness."
Zhao Le glanced casually at Vidocq.
He was dressed in the short shirt worn during military training and reeked of alcohol. The moment Zhao Le looked at him, Vidocq merely responded with a provocative smile.
"What if I don't intend to forgive him?" Zhao Le pulled out a chair and sat down.
Mr. Thomas glanced at Mr. Leff without revealing anything.
Mr. Leff acted as if he hadn't seen it. He had already staked the rest of his life on this gathering. The World Councillor was originally someone he intended to use for leverage—how could he allow his