Doesn't Your Conscience Hurt?

Upon hearing this, Herta, who had been boredly playing on her phone on the podium, looked up at Aha.

She didn't seem surprised.

Humanity's understanding of Aeons and paths was still too shallow; otherwise, they wouldn't have created the Simulated Universe.

Using the Aeon of Joy's own arrival and prolonged presence as proof.

Let alone Peipei and Wen Shiling, even the fiercest members of the Ai Huan group could, at most, engage in sophistry at this point.

But even with sophistry, most people's hearts would still believe Aha was right.

"Watson, you finally found the blind spot!" Yan Huan exclaimed with great joy, clapping repeatedly.

"Clap clap clap clap clap—!!"

Aha: "..."

Yan Huan didn't seem surprised that Aha would bring this up. He had been picking his toes earlier and was clapping without even putting his shoes back on.

"Kid, you're so calm. Do you have any more generals who can jump out and argue?" Aha leaned down, provoking him.

Yan Huan put on his shoes, appearing very nonchalant:

"I still believe that the masses..."

"Cut it out!" Aha interrupted Yan Huan's spellcasting.

"It's such an obvious thing, I really don't understand why you need to go to such lengths to prove it? It's like Jerry is Jerry, and Donald Duck is Donald Duck. Are all the space station staff below brain-dead? It's obvious your mental state is abnormal!"

At this moment, several members of the Ai Huan group stood up and argued their case:

"Lord Aeon of Joy, we believe this matter has not been investigated thoroughly enough. We will establish the Yan Huan Mental State Investigation Team and uphold fairness, justice, openness, properness, and responsibility in investigating this incident. We will definitely arrive at a result that satisfies everyone!"

Aha frowned:

"Are you going to die if you don't stir up trouble?"

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, Wen Shiling also stood up and said:

"Mr. Aha, since the video has finished playing, let's proceed with the vote."

Aha looked at Wen Shiling as if she were an idiot:

"Still thinking about voting? You guys are pulling strings and using paid commenters, and now you're trying to whitewash this? Look at what this kid is doing right now. Don't your consciences ache?"

Following Aha's pointed finger, Yan Huan was no longer in the guest seating area.

"Swish—!!"

A spotlight shone on the edge of the venue.

Yan Huan was seen squatting in a corner, holding two large bags of food, enthusiastically feeding a small, pure white dog in front of him.

Peipei: "Woof woof~ (Yan Huan, you're so thoughtful.)"

Yan Huan: "Not at all, want to go out and have some fun tonight?"

Peipei: "Woof woof~ Woof woof~ (That might not be good. If Master finds out, he'll kill me.)"

Yan Huan: "We're playing cards tonight, are you in or out?"

Peipei: "Woof~ (But then it'll be too late.)"

Asta: "..."

Yan Huan: "It's okay, I'll sneak you back afterward."

Peipei: "Woof woof~ Woof woof~ (That would be great! But you're not going to cheat again, are you?)"

Yan Huan: "How could I? I'm a young man of integrity, always honest."

Asta: "..."

Peipei: "Woof~ Woof woof! (I don't believe you! Last time I saw cards fall out of your clothes.)"

Under everyone's gaze.

The two of them and the dog were squatting in the corner, happily discussing their plans for the evening.

It seemed pre-meditated.

Yan Huan gestured excitedly with his hands, Peipei nodded in agreement opposite him, occasionally jumping with joy, while Asta crouched between them, holding a microphone with a grim expression.

Everyone: "..."

Aha walked to the center of the stage and said loudly:

"See, no matter how much you sophist, can you lie to your own hearts?!"

Instantly, the staff in the audience fell silent.

They all understood in their hearts that Yan Huan was indeed suited for the path of Joy.

But for various reasons, they had been denying this.

Some didn't want Yan Huan's reputation to be damaged, some didn't want Yan Huan to gain power, and some simply had a rebellious streak and insisted on going against the facts.

But ultimately, these were their subjective selfish desires; objective facts remained unchangeable.

Aha stood silently on the stage, his mouth curved into a wide grin.

He could feel his words striking the souls of these humans!

And at the edge of the stage, that spotlight still shone there.

Asta, holding Peipei in one hand and Yan Huan in the other, her face grim, walked towards the backstage as if carrying groceries.

Not far from her, Arlan arrived late.

Seeing Arlan rushing over, Asta said indignantly, "Arlan, tell me why Peipei is mixed up with Mr. Yan again. I'll give you a chance to argue your case."

"Uh..." Arlan saw Yan Huan and Peipei in Asta's hands and his heart leaped into his throat.

Yan Huan, the culprit, was still grinning and waving at him.

Arlan: "..."

He said nervously:

"M-Miss, I'm sorry. I was too careless and didn't keep a good eye on Peipei."

After hearing Arlan's explanation, Asta's expression remained grim.

She didn't want to scold Arlan right now and silently dragged Yan Huan and Peipei towards the "little black room."

Arlan swallowed, only daring to stand aside and watch Asta leave with a dejected look.

Meanwhile, on stage, Aha, having rendered the Ai Huan group staff speechless, was basking in the joy of victory.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize he had forgotten something.

"Wait, where's that kid?"

He looked towards the corner where Yan Huan had been, but he was no longer there.

"Him," Arlan walked over from backstage, nervously saying, "Mr. Yan Huan and Peipei were taken to the 'little black room' by Miss. They might, they might not be able to come over for a while."

Aha was silent for two seconds.

"Does he still have a chance to live?"

Arlan nervously shook his head, "I-I can't say for sure. Miss usually doesn't get angry... but when she does, the consequences are usually severe."

Aha: "..."

Just then, March 7th also rushed over, "What? What is Asta going to do to Yan Huan?"

Arlan was also extremely scared and said nervously, "I, I really don't know. I've never been to the 'little black room'."

Aha raised an eyebrow:

"So no one has ever been to this so-called 'little black room'? Can't you find someone who has been there to ask?"

Hearing this, Arlan still shook his head vigorously:

"The 'little black room' was built before, but no staff member has ever been dragged into it by Miss. This... this is the first time."

Everyone: "..."

In the audience, some staff members were already trying to slip away, fearing that if Asta got upset, she might deal with them as well.

"Um, is everything settled? Lord Aeon of Joy, we'll be taking our leave then."

"Run, run quickly! Stay in your rooms today and don't come out until the Station Master calms down! Otherwise, you might even get disciplined for stepping into the cabin with your left foot and getting fired!"

"Run, run!"

As soon as they knew Asta was angry, the entire audience scattered like startled birds, disappearing in a flash.

Only a handful of people remained.

Aha: "..."