"Father, now that everyone is here, please give the choice of chairman some serious thought." Gao Shiman hurriedly changed the subject, unwilling to get further entangled with Bai Ye.
"Indeed, Chairman Gao. You've only just recovered from a serious illness, so your mind may not be entirely clear. Choosing a chairman is a major decision. You should think it through before saying anything." Lieutenant General Mo stroked the hilt of the General's Saber at his waist, deliberately stressing the words "think it through." The threat in his words was unmistakable.
Faced with threats from both sides, Gao Shanhe did not respond directly. Instead, he chuckled. "Heh heh heh... Third Son, now that everyone is here, I'd like to pass the chairmanship to you. What do you think?"
He tossed the ball straight to Gao Bancheng, wanting to see how Cunning Rabbit's side would respond. He had done everything he could. If Cunning Rabbit's side could not withstand even this much pressure, they would be unable to hold the position even if he forced the succession through.
Being singled out, Gao Bancheng immediately felt the pressure. Countless gazes converged on him, especially Lieutenant General Mo's. The faintly spreading pressure of a Ten Kings-level powerhouse made his face pale.
But when Gao Bancheng saw Bai Ye and the others standing by his side in support, his gaze gradually grew resolute.
I can't show fear in this fight. This isn't just about whether I can inherit the chairmanship anymore. My brothers are risking their lives for me. I can only win! I have to win!!
Gao Bancheng took a deep breath and imagined the Black King standing behind him.
His gaze abruptly changed. Meeting every stare without a trace of fear, he declared firmly, "I think... Father is wise! The chairmanship belongs to