Looking into the other person's eyes, Zhou Fan quickly calmed down, slowly raising one hand as if supporting something.

The screeching of metal ropes bending and snapping echoed all around.

All the screws, steel brackets, and even metal door handles in the room were pulled and ejected by some force, hovering around Zhou Fan.

"Wang Canxin, don't forget the huge gap in strength between us."

A magnetic field surrounds the surrounding metal, rapidly heating it until it glows red-hot and melts into molten iron. (The principle is similar to that of an induction cooker.)

Under Zhou Fan's manipulation, the molten iron transformed into sharp blades, pointing at Wang Canxin.

"This is an emergency. I could kill you at any moment! You'd better get out of here!"

The blade slowly approached, less than ten centimeters from Wang Canxin's glasses, yet he remained calm.

"I know the difference in our strength better than you do."

Wang Canxin's gaze showed no fear whatsoever.

“But Commander Zhou, you must understand that a leader’s success has nothing to do with his hard power, because I am just a leader, not a soldier.”

Zhou Fan's eyes turned serious. "What do you mean?"

"A true leader doesn't need to do things himself, but rather he knows how to use a sharp 'knife'."

The moment Wang Canxin finished speaking, a gust of wind swept through the room, blowing the hair of the two men and the papers on the desk.

At the same time, two powerful auras instantly locked onto Zhou Fan, causing his body to tremble.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You actually..."

Through the open door, a man holding a straight sword and a wind blade slowly walked in and stood on either side of Wang Canxin.

The fiery red sun slowly set, and the setting sun shone through the gap in the curtains onto Wang Canxin's face.

The light reflected off the glasses seemed to symbolize the rising of a new era.

Zhou Fan stared at the two men, so shocked that he began to feel disoriented.

"Jian Luo... I trusted you so much! I never expected you to be such an ingrate! I raised you to this position all by myself!"

Zhou Fan clenched his fists, almost shouting the words out.

A flicker of guilt crossed Jianluo's eyes, but it quickly vanished, replaced by unwavering determination.

"I'm sorry, Commander Zhou, Commander Wang is right. Please surrender!"

Zhou Fan stared intently at the group of people, then turned to look at another man holding a wind blade.

"If I remember correctly, you should be the deputy commander of Atan, right? Wang Canxin, you really have a knack for brainwashing the deputy commander."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful gust of wind surrounded Zhou Fan, suppressing him completely and rendering him unable to move.

"This is not brainwashing. The higher-ups of the Night Star Clan are even willing to try to eliminate me in order to protect their ridiculous face."

"If I hadn't met Commander Wang while I was seriously injured, I would be dead."

Noah spoke in a not-so-fluent Daxia language, and bandages could even be faintly seen from his collar.

"So, Commander Zhou... it's time to change your position, which you've held for most of your life."

Before anyone knew it, Wang Canxin had come up behind Zhou Fan, his only remaining right hand resting on the other's shoulder.

The voice, which was normally extremely calm, seemed to be icy cold at this moment.

"The higher-ups of the Night Stars are far more complex than you imagine. Sitting in that position will plunge you into an endless abyss."

At this moment, Zhou Fan seemed to have given up the idea of ​​resistance, but he gritted his teeth and warned Wang Canxin in a low voice.

Wang Canxin spoke, but only gave a cold laugh, and then said something that made Zhou Fan's pupils contract violently.

"I just want to clean up those guys who are making things complicated for the Night Stars."

Zhou Fan was first shocked, then sighed helplessly.

"Doing this means confronting the world's strongest military organization, which cannot be accomplished with mere enthusiasm."

"This is certainly not just a burst of enthusiasm."

As Wang Canxin spoke, he took out a certificate from his pocket.

This was clearly a certificate acknowledging Wang Canxin as the Commander-in-Chief of the Great Xia Night Stars.

"What do you want to do!"

Seeing this, Zhou Fan struggled again, but with a gentle wave of Noah's hand, the tornado that was carrying Zhou Fan pulled him away.

Jian Luo also pointed her gleaming straight knife at Zhou Fan, "Commander Zhou, if you dare to launch an attack, don't blame me for disregarding our relationship and cutting off your head."

After hearing this, Zhou Fan didn't dare to make any rash moves and watched helplessly as Wang Canxin picked up the stamp from his desk and stamped it on the contract.

"The word 'passionate' will never suit me. After all, our ancestors thousands of years ago have already proven what reality is."

Wang Canxin took back the certificate, completely ignoring Zhou Fan's bewildered expression, and sat down naturally in the chair reserved for the Commander-in-Chief.

"Don't worry, Commander Zhou, you are still Commander Zhou, just no longer the Commander-in-Chief. Go and enjoy your retirement."

Wang Canxin gave a signal with his eyes, and Noah released his restraints on Zhou Fan. Zhou Fan immediately felt the pressure around him disappear and felt relaxed all over.

He looked at Wang Canxin intently for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak slowly.

"I only have one last question for you: what exactly is your purpose in doing this?"

Wang Canxin leaned back in his elegant chair, staring at the ceiling, and answered without the slightest hesitation.

"I just hope that we pests can live a little longer..."

"Pest?"

Zhou Fan's eyes showed doubt, but before he could ask any more questions, Noah and Jane simultaneously gestured for him to leave.

He had no choice but to shut up, turn around and walk towards the door.

But just as he was about to step out the door, Wang Canxin's voice came from behind him.

"Thank you to the former Commander-in-Chief for voluntarily relinquishing your position to me."

Zhou Fan paused for a moment, sighed helplessly, and then walked out.

With a "bang".

Noah slammed the door shut with a hurricane, then stared at Wang Canxin without a word, his eyes filled with utmost respect.

Wang Canxin tilted his head back, his whole body seemingly boneless, slumped in the highest position of power of the Great Summer Night Star, enjoying every minute and every second.

Finally, as if satisfied, he sat up and placed the documents that Zhou Fan had been reviewing on the chair.

He took out a lighter and gently pressed the button.

"Click!"

A flickering flame ignited from the nozzle and was tossed directly onto the pile of paper by Wang Canxin.

A streak of fire flashed through the air and struck the pile of paper. The pile of paper was instantly ignited by the flames, and the entire chair quickly burst into flames.

The scorching firelight shone on Wang Canxin's face, but he showed no hesitation and turned to continue his journey.

Jane and Noah followed closely behind, keeping pace with Wang Canxin.

"【satellite】."

"Yes, Commander Wang, congratulations on becoming Commander-in-Chief!"

"Thank you. Now take me to the International Nightstar Headquarters. I need to go to my meeting now..."

"Understood, I will proceed according to plan, please rest assured."