Paolo Canlas bellowed. "Stop! Don't do this. You can still claim that you were just joking Jun. If you continue with this nonsense, as a police officer, I would be forced to arrest you."
The National Police' tables were on the far left of the venue. Next to them were the Frontier, followed by Black Haven and the Alliance of Small Factions.
After shouting, Paolo Canlas had a bad feeling about the strange atmosphere in the surrounding. It felt like he has become a party crasher that everyone hates.
At least, he saw some muddleheaded-people regaining their clarity.
Jun didn't stop him and only stared at him. "Do you have anything to say?"
Paolo Canlas wanted to speak, but he felt his throat tighten up. He forced himself to open his mouth and mutter some words.
"You can't set up a new government when there's an existing one trying its best to save its people!"
