When Xiang Lin Tian successfully lit the cigar, the video abruptly ended.
Wang Jixuan and Zhou Zhengde stared at each other wide-eyed.
"What happened after that?"
"That's all they sent. It was my first time seeing it too."
Zhou Zhengde clicked his tongue in amazement. "Looks like Maternal Grandfather had been setting this guy up all along, trying to lure him over."
"Setting him up?" Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled.
Zhou Zhengde smiled. "My guess is that Commander Dongfang must have shown our Commander-in-Chief your attitude, maybe even recordings of a sentence or two you said. The Commander-in-Chief then showed them to Xiang Lin Tian and deliberately drew him here... Only by meeting him could they persuade Xiang Lin Tian. And only after persuading him could they further attempt to truly push D2 into deep reform and restore the war zone's combat strength."
A look of realization appeared on Wang Jixuan's face.
After giving it some thought, he understood why D2's upper ranks cared so much about that formula.
Because that formula controlled a large number of D2 Comprehensive War Zone officers who supported the Psionic Capital.
What Xiang Lin Tian and the others wanted to protect was actually their connection to the Psionic Capital. And the reason Xing Tian had been able to smoothly control so many politicians was, in truth, because the real power holders of D2 had tacitly allowed it from behind the scenes.
The two sides could be said to have hit it off immediately.
Those materials Xing Tian had sent to the Psionic Capital and Snow Mountain Base, those countless debts of blood—D2's rulers bore part of that guilt as well.
Having thought it through, Wang Jixuan did not know how to judge it for a moment.
Bless them, then.
What else could he