Chapter 62 Slander Ah Slander

  Mr. Lin, you owe me an explanation!

  Under the gaze of everyone, Marquis de Gramont walked towards the evening newspaper office with a pale face, although he was still trying to maintain his dignity and image, but whether it was his eyes spewing fire or his bull-like rapid breathing, they were enough to prove that he had already been angry to the extreme.

  "Explain, what explain?" Lin Taiping blinked innocently with a face full of innocence, completely ignoring the other party's fierce threat. "Ahah, you're referring to the evening paper? Sorry, I forgot to send a copy to you, that apology statement..."

  "Don't change the subject, you know what I want to say." Grote angrily snatched a newspaper from someone's hand, "This news report says that embezzled donations were used to find dancing girls for entertainment, it's a despicable and shameless slander. If you can't give me an explanation, I'll go to the parliament to file a complaint against you!"

  "Wait a minute, why are you the one accusing me?" Lin Taiping rubbed his chin curiously, "Hmmm, could it be that the noble mentioned in this news is actually Your Excellency, the Marquis?"

  "Uh..." was like being punched in the face, and Marquis Galante's momentum suddenly decreased. Although this news gave many hints, it was ultimately just a veiled attack. Did he want to admit that he was the male lead in front of so many people? That would be really falling into the muddy water and couldn't be explained clearly.

  "So, if it's not you, then why are you so excited?" Lin Taiping smiled and raised the corner of his mouth, turning his head to look at the large crowd around him. "Everyone, tell me, would a noble and virtuous gentleman like Marquis Gelongte do something as dirty and despicable as this?"

  This, a large group of people looked at each other in dismay, immediately shook their heads very neatly, as for what they really thought in their hearts, only God knows.

  Poor Marquis de Grolante, so suffocated that he was about to burst his chest, but could only swallow his teeth: "Nonsense, of course I wouldn't do such a thing, but as a nobleman, I cannot tolerate this baseless slander, even if I have nothing to do with the nobles mentioned in the news."

  "Is that so? You're really broad-minded." Lin Taiping joined his palms together in reverence, "However, please note that this news wasn't written by us. We just received a submission from some author... Honestly, we were also hesitant about whether to publish it or not at the time, but considering Ivory Island advocates for democracy, every citizen has the right to express their opinions."

  That's right, that's right. The people present can only nod in agreement. In the Ivory Coast, where a parliamentary election system is implemented, any citizen can freely express their opinions. Even if someone stands at the gate of the parliament and scolds the members, as long as it is not slander or personal attack, the scolded member can only stare and listen.

  The problem is, scolding in front of the parliament can be heard by at most a few hundred people, but according to the sales volume of this Ivory Evening Post, it's estimated that within six hours, more than 5 million people on the entire Ivory Island will be enthusiastically discussing this big scandal, and when that happens...

  For a moment, Marquis de Gramont thought that he would soon be famous and was almost happy to the point of fainting.

  After spending over a decade, doing so many things against my will, and finally accumulating a reputation, it's now being destroyed by this baseless news report. What's worse is that in just two months, the parliamentary elections are going to start voting, if my reputation continues to be this bad... No!

  In an instant, he understood certain things, and the Marquis de Gramont felt a chill run down his spine. He finally realized what Christine's and the little white face's plan of revenge was all about. Their goal was not to recover the inheritance, but to take their revenge to the extreme, to make him completely lose face and reputation, and forever be unable to become a senator.

  No! I absolutely won't allow it!

  Furiously trembling all over, the Marquis de Gramont felt his heart sinking into darkness, but he immediately made an effort to tell himself to calm down again. You despicable little white face, you don't think so! To become a member of parliament, I have spent decades of hard work and invested a lot of manpower and financial resources. At this critical moment when success is just around the corner, no one dares to stop me, no one dares!

  Taking a deep breath, Marquis Galante suddenly regained his composure and lifted his head with an iron face, looking at Lin Taiping gloomily: "Yes, Mr. Lin, just as you said, every citizen has the right to express their opinions... But I must point out that you did not go through any verification before publishing this news, didn't you consider the consequences?"

  This is indeed true, and the people present couldn't help but nod in agreement, having to admit that Marquis Gelrande's accusation had some reason, after all, this news would be seen by everyone on the entire Ivory Island once it was published.

  "That's right, the consequences are severe!" Got a unanimous approval, Marquis Glont seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, and his waist was straightened up. He immediately spoke in a loud voice with a serious face, "Your irresponsible behavior has damaged someone's reputation and affected the normal order of Ivory Island, so I will immediately file a complaint with the parliament against you..."

  "Yes, yes, this is indeed very serious." Lin Taiping nodded repeatedly with a humble attitude, then continued solemnly, "So, in order to avoid the influence of rumors, we specifically added a sentence at the end of the news."

  What's going on? Marquis Gelongtai was stunned, subconsciously looking at the news, and the people present couldn't help but lower their heads again, casting their eyes towards the end of the news.

  Well, at the very bottom of the lengthy press release, there was indeed a line of tiny print that was almost impossible to read: "Please note that this article only represents the author's personal views and does not reflect the attitude or stance of the Ivory Evening Post."

  I'm fine with that! Is that okay?

  In an instant, the crowd in the scene almost fell to the ground. Shameless! The news on the front page took up a quarter of the space and was written in a grandiose manner, but the back only used a small sentence to shirk off their responsibility. What kind of devilish genius thought this up?

  "This, definitely not my idea." Lin Taiping innocently raised his head to look at the sky, suddenly feeling that he should pay tribute to those pioneering journalists with utmost respect. "However, no matter what, we have already warned them, if someone completely believes in the content of this news because of this, I can only express regret, heartfelt regret."

  What a pity! Poor Marquis de Grolante, he felt a blackness before his eyes, and if it hadn't been for the butler supporting him, he would have really bumped his head to death in front of the evening newspaper office: "Scoundrels... scoundrels... just one word, you want to wash your hands of all responsibility?"

  "Otherwise?" Lin Taiping, as innocent as a lamb, added, "Or we can help you with something. We can find the author of that submission for you, and you can go to the parliament to accuse him. However, it's not easy to find that guy, with tens of millions of people on dozens of islands. But I believe that after a year or so, he can be found."

  Go die! You damn idiot, why don't you go die?

  The Marquis de Gourville was almost beside himself with rage, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth clenched. He suddenly turned on his heel, his face twisted in a grimace, and stalked away, refusing to remain any longer in a place where he had been so grossly insulted: "You devils, wait for me! This affair is not ended; I will go to the Parliament and accuse you of this!"

  "Alright, alright, we're waiting." Lin Taiping smiled and waved his hand, seeing off the angry Duke. After a moment's thought, he added slowly and deliberately, "By the way, I'll give you advance notice that the headline of tomorrow's evening paper will be an exposé on a certain noble's cruel treatment of their brother. Does anyone want to reserve a few copies in advance?"

  Very good, very powerful. The Marquis de Glangta, who had just taken a few steps, almost stumbled and fell to the ground, but he didn't say anything else. He got into his carriage in a rage and ordered the coachman to drive away from this damned place immediately.

  In the dimly lit carriage, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. The steward trembled with fear, bent his waist and waited for a long time before carefully asking: "Sir, is it just going to end like this?"

  "Bastard, how can it end like this?" Marquis de Gramont slapped him directly and took the ivory evening paper again, with a ferocious face, "Find out for me, find the author of this news, whether he is from the Evening News or some bastard outside, I want to find out."

  "Yes!" The housekeeper covered his red and swollen face, answering loudly with a mix of grievance and anger, "Don't worry, sir! I'll mobilize all my forces to find that bastard called You Ming."

  "That's right, I'll make him pay the price, the heaviest price." Marquis Gelong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "You anonymous, you damned bastard, wait for me, I will definitely find you and let you and that little white face..."

  Without warning, the carriage suddenly slammed on the brakes at this time. The pale-faced man who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms narrowly avoided being hit by the carriage as they passed by, barely dodging out of the way just in time.

  "Damn it!" Marquis Glont exclaimed, sticking his head out of the carriage window. When he saw the man's face, he was so enraged that he jumped off the horse and slapped him directly. "Godo, you useless waste, I give you so much money every month, is it all spent on drinking and whoring?"

  "Father, I didn't indulge in debauchery!" He was slapped, but poor Godot didn't dare to resist. After all, the Marquis de Gourville was his old man, and he happened to be passing by with a woman, and it just so happened that they bumped into each other.

  "How dare you?" The Marquis of Groteus was even more furious, and another slap went over, this time on the woman's face. "Get out, let me see you again with my son, I'll send you to feed the sharks."

  Crack! Crack! Crack!

  In the midst of a chaotic scene with people running wildly, no one noticed that at this very moment, in a ordinary small alley beside, several flashes of silver-white light suddenly streaked across.

  Immediately afterwards, with the flashing of air ripples, several dark elves appeared like ghosts, Ye Ge smiled and hugged a crystal ball, looking at the live scene just taken in the crystal ball, revealing a satisfied smile.

  "Hmm, Lin is absolutely right, the world doesn't lack news, but lacks eyes that can discover news..."

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