Chapter 4020: Chapter 4020: The Votes Are Heading in the Wrong Direction

Nie Qingru’s expression gradually softened, but her cheek muscles were tense, revealing a trace of ferocious anger: "I know."

As the two of them spoke, the voting process was more than halfway through.

They looked up at the projection screen, where the votes seemed normal.

16:17.

Nie Qingru led by one vote.

It was roughly similar to the 59:49 they had determined in advance.

Nie Qingru saw the 16 votes cast in favor of her impeachment, her eyes darkened slightly, she snorted coldly, held her expression without emotion, and continued to watch.

...

On the other side.

Luke was slightly surprised at the vote count, instinctively looking past the elderly man in a blue-green robe towards Quentin’s direction.

Old Xue noticed his wandering gaze, placed his hand in front, and spoke calmly: "The empress privately approached many people, you will lose."

Luke pretended to be relaxed: "Old Xue, the results haven’t come out yet, you’re judging too early."

There was a change in the real-time vote count in front again.

This time it became 17:25.

Nie Qingru widened the gap.

The elderly man in a blue-green robe saw this scene, turned his face to face Luke, faintly smiling as he said: "Young man, was I too early to judge or did you choose the wrong side."

"You didn’t have to offend the empress."

"The reclusive family needs the independent continent’s help."

This was a decision he made after much thought, their Conservatives would stand by the empress, and he had communicated this decision one by one with the families in the Conservatives who had issues with the empress.

This time, Luke remained silent, his gaze fixed firmly ahead, continuing to focus on the real-time vote count on the projection screen.

19:29.

If Nie Qingru could get more than 54 votes, their efforts would be for naught, and they would offend the empress by initiating this vote.

Yet Luke had no regrets.

He simply felt a bit anxious inside, worried that if they couldn’t topple the opponent this time, it would give the opponent a chance to recover, and they’d struggle to find a good opportunity in the future.

Time won’t slow down for anyone’s anxiety.

The screen’s vote count changed from 19:29 to 20:34...

No matter how composed Luke was, he was still just a young man, too inexperienced compared to the older foxes, and once more looked toward Quentin’s direction.

He thought the archbishop had confidence to impeach the empress successfully.

But the situation wasn’t looking favorable for them.

Quentin didn’t glance in his direction, just sat with arms crossed as if unconcerned, calmly.

The elderly man in a blue-green robe also noticed Quentin’s unusual calmness, observing him with inquisitive eyes.

However, Quentin maintained one expression and posture, seemingly just looking at the vote count without emotional fluctuation.

The more Quentin acted this way, the more uneasy Old Xue became.

Sure enough.

His intuition began to materialize.

The big screen’s numbers changed.

The vote count shifted to 26:35.

It still seemed as if Nie Qingru held the advantage, but the number of votes in favor was increasing, starting to close the gap.

Old Xue could somewhat console himself at this moment that there was still a 9-vote gap.

Even the next second data made him restless.

32:35.

Votes in favor had increased by 6 while theirs remained unchanged.

The elderly man in a blue-green robe’s face became gloomy, whereas Luke’s tense expression showed signs of relaxation, even turning back to say: "Old Xue, perhaps we’re not certain to lose."

**

"What’s happening?" Nie Qingru was also paying attention to the vote count.

When the votes in favor surged significantly, while they became stagnant, her expression was as unpleasant as Old Xue’s. If not for her good upbringing forcing her to remain seated, she might have stood up.

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