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No one responded. A few nodded hesitantly. Others shifted in their seats, uncomfortable under his scrutiny.

Evan let out a quiet scoff. "Cowards."

He stepped forward, slowly circling the grand table where the most powerful figures of the world sat.

"For years, you have played your little games—war, corruption, economic manipulation. You have treated billions of lives like disposable pawns on your chessboard. But today…" He stopped, turning to face them.

"Your game is over."

The silence that followed was suffocating. Some leaders sat frozen in their seats, too afraid to even move. Others exchanged uneasy glances, whispering among themselves.

Zhao, still rubbing his temples from stress, finally found his voice.

"And what exactly do you plan to do, Evan?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.