The Qi Legion's command headquarters.
This had originally been Qi Tian's room, but Qi Boyuan had now taken it over. Rather than sitting behind the broad desk that symbolized honor and responsibility, he paced restlessly back and forth.
Documents of every kind covered the desk. The Qi Legion's finance director stood beside it, sweating profusely, holding an electronic approval form and looking utterly at a loss.
"Hurry up! How many times do I have to tell you?" Qi Boyuan snatched the terminal from the finance director's hands and jabbed rapidly at the screen. "Sell all our shares in Joint Mining! Don't keep a single one!"
"And that United Merchants' Association or whatever... that's Qin Siyang's outfit. Withdraw from it immediately! Pull out every bit of money we invested!"
The finance director looked troubled, his voice confused. "Chief of Staff, this..."
Qi Boyuan glared at him. "What did you call me?!"
"Commander... the old commander personally arranged this strategic partnership. Joint Mining is raking in money right now. It's our legion's biggest source of logistical support. Besides, suddenly withdrawing our investment would mean unilaterally breaking the alliance. As for Minister Qin..."
"Don't mention Qin Siyang to me!" At the sound of that name, Qi Boyuan reacted like someone had stepped on his tail. "Are you blind? Haven't you seen what's happening in Zone 1? Even the old man died at Ander's hands! Who the hell is Qin Siyang? Can he withstand Ander's purge?"
Qi Boyuan threw the signed terminal back into the finance director's arms. "Father had gone senile. He insisted on playing the hero and ended up getting himself killed. I can't let the Qi Legion go mad along with him!"
"We have to cut ties! We must draw a clear line between ourselves and Qin Siyang, immediately, right now,