Chapter 4018: Just a Bunch of Ordinary People

Chapter 4018: Chapter 4018: Just a Bunch of Ordinary People

A summer insect cannot discuss ice, a frog in a well cannot talk about the sea.

Just a bunch of ordinary mortals!

Nie Qingru no longer thought about the Yu Family and the Roth family, turning her gaze to focus on Archbishop Quentin, who was sitting a row behind her, her eyes growing darker.

Compared to small players like the Yu Family.

She was more wary of the high-ranking and powerful Quentin; she didn’t know what this fox valued in Qiao Nian, since Qiao Nian had stayed in Continent M for a while.

Quentin had become increasingly rude to her ever since.

However, this time she would still win.

"As long as we can secure 59 votes, we’ll have a majority. No matter how much they scheme, they won’t be able to displace me." Nie Qingru whispered.

Shadow nodded, his face calm as still water, yet inexplicably uneasy inside, feeling that things would not progress as smoothly as they imagined.

But in front of Nie Qingru, he didn’t dare to voice his bad omen at this time.

...

Nie Qingru’s eyes were full of ambition. After speaking with Shadow, she leaned back silently in her seat, looking as if she was certain of victory.

Even the passing staff, seeing her expression, couldn’t help but murmur to themselves, silently admiring the empress for her imposing presence in any situation.

Five minutes passed quickly.

The host took the stage once more and, just as before, concisely stated: "Everyone, time is up. When I count to three, you may press your voting device to cast your vote for or against. Please make sure you are certain before pressing, as it’s one person, one vote."

"1."

"2."

Nie Qingru sat upright, her broad neckline accentuating her distinguished aura, with a handbag beside her, and the wide-brimmed hat covering the right side of her face.

She was completely focused on watching the host on stage, and the real-time voting statistics displayed on the screen behind him.

At this moment.

The phone in her bag started to vibrate.

At first, Nie Qingru didn’t intend to check her phone at this crucial moment, staring straight ahead. Yet, for some reason, she frowned, took her handbag, found her phone inside, and took a look.

Just one glance and it captured her full attention.

The softly glowing phone screen showed a new text message from Qiao Nian sent a minute ago.

Nie Qingru’s heart skipped a beat, squeezing the phone tighter, feeling a vague sense of foreboding, to the point that she didn’t even hear the host count to 3.

She unlocked and opened the message from the girl, and upon seeing its content, she abruptly stood up from her seat.

The hall, where hundreds were gathered to witness a solemn moment.

She stood up suddenly from the foremost seat, undoubtedly drawing the attention of everyone present.

"What’s wrong?"

"What’s happening?"

"What’s wrong with the empress?"

...

Someone with sharp eyes noticed Nie Qingru looking at her phone, frowning in discontent that such a prominent figure could be distracted at such an important moment.

This wasn’t just taking the impeachment vote lightly; it was also a disguised disdain for them.

No matter how unsettled people’s hearts were.

At least no one dared to approach Nie Qingru to remind her.

The three people in the same row as the archbishop noticed Nie Qingru’s unusual actions, and the elderly man in a green robe first frowned, saying, "Did something happen?"

Luke also felt something was wrong.

Only the mature man, with robe sleeves folded, calmly spoke: "Heh, our empress isn’t one to be affected by ordinary matters; it’s probably something ’that happened’ that has nothing to do with the reclusive family, but rather the empress’s personal affair."