"It seems that you have made your choice." Uncle San felt the change in Zhou Ping's temperament and said with a smile.

Zhou Ping sat on the chair for a long time before he spoke:

"I...may not stay."

My third uncle didn't seem surprised by this answer. He even looked very happy, with his mouth wide open smiling.

"Third uncle, what are you laughing at?" Zhou Ping asked puzzledly.

"In fact, if you say you want to stay, I will feel a little disappointed." Third uncle said with a smile, "If you stay, it means that your life will only be about this local restaurant and me, an old man who is almost fifty years old... Your circle is too small, which is not a good thing.

On the contrary, if you choose to leave, it means that you have found a place that is more suitable for you than this small local restaurant, and there... you can shine.

Zhou Ping, you have grown up. "

Looking at his third uncle's gaze, Zhou Ping stood there in a daze.

He pursed his lips, stood up from his chair, and bowed deeply to the old man who raised him.

"Thank you, Third Uncle."

"Don't thank me. I just did what an elder should do."

The third uncle also stood up, waved his hand casually, put away the empty bowl and chopsticks in front of Zhou Ping, and walked towards the kitchen, "From now on, I will wash the dishes myself, you... should go to where you belong.

When you are tired of traveling, come back and your uncle will cook for you."

After saying that, Third Uncle disappeared behind the curtain in the kitchen.

Zhou Ping looked at his departing back for a long time, then slowly turned around and took one last look at this small, old restaurant.

He pushed the door open and walked out.

…

Shangjing City.

Night Watch Headquarters.

"What? Ye Fan passed away?!"

At the empty conference table, a senior Night Watchman received the news and stood up from his chair in shock!

Several other senior executives were equally shocked. They were stunned for a long time before they came to their senses and started discussing like crazy.

"Why did Ye Fan suddenly pass away? This..."

"I don't know. There was no sign at all... Was he injured during the battle against the Outer God in the South Sea?"

"Why didn't he say it?"

"It's so sudden. How could a human ceiling just..."

"Indeed, there was no time left for us to prepare."

"With Commander Ye leaving like this, who will take over the position of the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch?"

"The champion who founded the Evil Suppression Bureau set a rule that if you don't reach the ceiling of humanity, you can't become the chief... But the current Night Watchmen have not yet produced a second ceiling-level strongman..."

"The acting commander can only be selected from the top."

Shao Pingge sat aside, listening to the conversation between several other senior executives, feeling a little dazed.

Ye Fan...passed away?

He still hasn't recovered from the shock of this news.

He is Ye Fan's junior, and was able to rise step by step from an ordinary night watchman to the top, becoming the director of the General Personnel Department and the captain of the national night watch team, all thanks to Ye Fan's support.

Ye Fan was very kind to him.

And now... he's dead?

He could not hear a single word of the discussion among the senior executives. He sat there like a sculpture, motionless.

There is another young senior executive like him. What they have in common is that they were promoted step by step by Ye Fan, while those who are arguing endlessly for the acting commander-in-chief are mostly senior executives of the older generation who are left over from the previous era.

Just when everyone was arguing fiercely, Zuo Qing pushed the door open.

He put on a night watchman's cloak and walked straight to the front of the conference table. His eyes swept calmly across the noisy conference room and he slammed the documents in his hand on the table.

Bang--!

The conference room suddenly became quiet.

"Zuo Qing, what are you doing?" a senior executive asked with a frown.

Zuo Qing glanced at him and said calmly, "From today on, I will temporarily take over the position of commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch. Before the ceiling of the second Night's Watch appears, I will be fully responsible for all matters of the Night's Watch."

Hearing these words, the older generation of senior executives immediately frowned.

"Zuo Qing, how many years have you only been promoted to senior management? It's a bit too early to temporarily take over the position of commander-in-chief now, isn't it?"

"Before Commander Ye passed away, he left behind a document designating the selection of the commander-in-chief's agent. If you are skeptical about this decision, you can read it yourself." Zuo Qing took out a document and handed it to the senior officials.

Several senior executives took the document and read it carefully, frowning even more tightly.

The other two young senior executives, including Shao Pingge, did not even look at the document. They were all people close to Ye Fan, so they naturally knew that Ye Fan was training Zuo Qing to be the next commander, so it was not surprising that this decision was made at this moment.

After confirming the authenticity of the document, the senior executives sighed helplessly and sat back silently.

Since the document left by Ye Fan designated Zuo Qing as the agent, they naturally had nothing to object to. After all, they were all night watchmen and needed to act according to the rules.

But one senior executive did not give up.

He was a man in his fifties. He held the document in his hand, glanced at it, and sneered as he spoke:

"You forged this document."

Hearing these words, everyone present's expression changed.

Zuo Qing's eyes were extremely sharp.

"He Xingwen, do you know what you are saying?" another senior executive beside him said with a frown.

"What? Isn't this possible?" He Xingwen dropped the document on the table, stared into Zuo Qing's eyes, and slowly spoke, "Zuo Qing and Ye Fan are so close, it's not difficult to get Ye Fan's private seal. Who of you can prove that this document was written by Ye Fan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Pingge and other young senior executives frowned at the same time.

As for the other senior executives, there was a gleam in their eyes, and they seemed to be thinking about something, and they were obviously a little shaken.

Zuo Qing stared into his eyes and said coldly, "How do you want me to prove it?"

"I don't care how you prove it, but if you can't produce strong evidence, then this document will be useless." He Xingwen said calmly, "Without this document, the selection of the acting commander-in-chief can only be done through a vote by the top leaders."

Among the seven senior executives present, only Shao Pingge, Zuo Qing, and another young senior executive were originally promoted by Ye Fan himself. If the other three senior executives were persuaded by He Xingwen to vote, the situation would be very unfavorable to them.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly froze.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the black-shirted figure who walked in, with shock in their eyes.

He is not...

The black-shirted figure calmly walked to the conference table, stretched out his hand and pulled out the [Dragon Elephant Sword] from the void, and inserted it in the center of the conference room!

bite--!

The sword energy is chilling.

The black-shirted figure stood there, glanced at everyone, and spoke lightly:

"I recommend Zuo Qing to be the acting commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch. Who among you objects?"