America, Washington Base City.
A tall, muscular man emanating a cold, powerful aura strode through the heavily guarded administrative building as if no one else were there.
This was America's highest-level administrative center, yet the man moved as casually as if he were taking a stroll down the street.
The hurried personnel were all influential figures outside, but the moment they saw him, they immediately put on ingratiating smiles and greeted him, afraid of offending him.
It was no wonder they acted this way, because this man's name was Mohanderson.
He was the object of worship for all of America, a man who seemed to have stepped out of a superhero movie—the Ice Snow Emperor, Mohanderson.
One of the few powerhouses on Earth who had reached Planetary level Tier 3, he had been the Third Councillor of the War God Palace before Lin Qingyu appeared.
Although Mohanderson showed no anger on his face, the aura surrounding him made it obvious that he was in a terrible mood.
"What the hell are Hong and Thor doing? Is that brat Lin Qingyu, who came out of nowhere, really that extraordinary?" Mohanderson had always remained bitter about someone else taking his position as Third Speaker.
If he had truly fought Lin Qingyu and lost, perhaps he would have accepted it. But they had not even fought, so there was no way he would be convinced.
Soon, Mohanderson arrived outside a conference room.
As a Planetary level Tier 3 powerhouse, even if those bureaucrats did not get along with Mohanderson, they still had to keep up appearances. He was invited to every meeting; whether he attended or not was his own business.
This meeting concerned the two pieces of news that had shocked the world earlier, and he was somewhat interested in them.
But