How was a sixteen-year-old teenager raised under Happy Education supposed to view geopolitical clashes from a macro perspective?
That was putting him on the spot.
Even a university professor who specialized in such matters might not be able to give an answer quickly, let alone the Little President, who was only sixteen.
Then again, the Federal people's concept of "adulthood" was very vague. Sixteen-year-olds could get married, have children, and even go to war at eighteen.
The Federal people—and indeed the entire world—had an equally vague concept of "adulthood." When they decided that someone should take on certain responsibilities, that person became an adult overnight.
Fortunately, the Little President had Lin Qi behind him. Lin Qi was sitting in the public gallery.
This was his first time sitting in the Staircase Conference Room of the Senate. To some people, this place was sacred, and outsiders were normally not allowed in.
It was like Your Majesty the Emperor's scepter. Many people believed that it possessed incredible magic, such as the ability to control people's actions and thoughts.
But when they actually touched the scepter, they would discover that it was nothing more than a nugget of precious metal and gemstones.
The core of power always carried a mysterious aura in the eyes of the people. That was also something rulers had to preserve.
Because once the core of power was no longer mysterious, people would lose their awe of power.
Congress was still fairly mysterious for now. At the very least, reporters were not allowed to film here. Perhaps in a few years, taxpayers would destroy this mystery for one reason or another.
But for the time being, it was still mysterious—
Even though Congress had no secrets!
The Little President glanced at Lin Qi. Lin Qi gave him an encouraging