"Sir, it's time. You should leave.”
The warden walked up to Henry de Bourbon, took off his hat, bowed slightly, and said softly,"
Henry de Bourbon looked at the warden and did not answer directly.
The confrontation between the two attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
The entire atmosphere was a little tense.
Perhaps Henri de Bourbon gave in. He put his hands in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders, and replied,"
"Tsk!"
"Boring!"
With that, he turned around and strode away.
......
When everyone saw Henry's figure completely disappear into the corridor, many people heaved a sigh of relief.
The young professional artists who had come to Paris Prison with Li Yi began to blame the humiliation they had just suffered on Li Yi.
Henry de Bourbon came from the Bourbon family, which had once crossed the European continent. Even if they were slapped in the face, they could do nothing.
But Li Yi was different.
They had asked around…
He was from an ordinary civilian family, and his father was just a chef…
All eyes turned to Li Yi.
Especially the bespectacled young man whose head was pressed to the ground. His head was still wrapped in gauze, and his eyes were red as he looked at Li Yi.
......
Just as some people were about to make a move.
There was a commotion outside the hall.
David, the deputy head of the Paris Artists Association, quickly walked over with his team.
They didn't look too good. As soon as they walked in, they looked at the new professional artists.
They had obviously received the news in advance and rushed over. After seeing the miserable state of the bespectacled young man, their expressions became even gloomier.
Similarly.
Many young artists looked at David and the others. Some of the girls and the bespectacled young man felt wronged…
They were like children meeting their parents after being bullied.
......
Everyone swarmed to Dave and the others.
They had bitter expressions on their faces as they continued to exaggerate and describe something.
Outside the crowd, Li Yi stood alone. He pursed his lips but did not step forward.
He was like the eldest son who did not know how to act coquettishly and was not liked by his parents.
After a while.
A pair of angry and indignant eyes looked at Li Yi from the crowd.
Li Yi sensed his gaze and looked up. He saw Dave. Hilbert was looking at him.
At the right time.
David pushed aside the young artists in front of him and walked up to Li Yi.
"Yi."
Dave shouted.
"You disappoint me!" he said after a pause.”
Dave said.
Behind him, many of the young artists who had been crying just now suddenly changed their faces. Their eyes were filled with pride, ridicule, and contempt.
Li Yi was stunned when he heard his words.
He glanced at the crowd and finally looked at Dave. Hilbert's deputy leader.
'How did I disappoint you again?'
'What did I do to disappoint you?'
'Just because I chose Henry de Bourbon?'
"Ha!"
'Why are the people in this world always so arrogant…'
'Why is what you think the truth?'
'Why can't others do what you can't?'
Li Yi thought.
Then, he lowered his eyes and did not continue to refute.
This was meaningless and would only add to the joke.
......
Seeing Li Yi's reaction.
David Hilbert snorted heavily and said no more.
He turned around with a cold expression.
He had no intention of reminding Li Yi either. The bespectacled young man was a professional cellist for generations, and his family had some influence in the industry…
If she left his protection…
Li Yi's career path, which had just started, was going to be stormy.
......
Not far away from everyone.
The medical workers in white coats were quickly performing the identification work.
They drew blood from the prisoners and Henry de Bourbon.
And by testing the 'factor' content in every 100 milliliters of blood, he could calculate the degree of influence.
This was the most accurate method of measurement.
About an hour later.
A few medical staff wearing masks and looking like they were the leaders walked toward Deputy Chief Dave and the others with serious expressions.
Seeing their actions.
David Hilbert and the other staff members of the Artists Association.
Many young artists also stood up and looked at the medical workers with anticipation and nervousness.
Outside the crowd.
Li Yi also stood up.
Seeing that Li Yi was still looking forward to it, he was surprised.
Someone sneered.
" Even the masters of the Advanced Level and the Sanctuary Level have not been able to do it.'
"What are you thinking about?"
"What exactly are you hoping for?"
Their eyes and faces were clearly saying these words.
What they wanted to see was Li Yi's despair and regret, not this!
In fact, that was indeed the case.
Henry de Bourbon kicked the prison guard in the stomach…
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pressed the young artist's head to the ground without any restraint, causing blood to flow out…
No matter how one looked at it, such violent behavior did not seem like the concentration of the 'factor' had decreased!
David Hilbert also glanced at Li Yi before looking away.
He stepped forward and began to communicate with the leader.
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