So, he must go and do something first.
A second-generation, someone with a background in the battle zone.
And a Psychic, one with the ability to overthrow Dusk.
Bai Quan already had the answer in his heart on whom to choose.
Bai Quan opened the drawer in front of him; inside was a gift box.
Inside the gift box was a vintage revolver engraved with intricate patterns.
This was when he was once commanding a small surprise fleet on the battlefield of Dusk, achieving feats significant enough to influence the major battlefield, and was promoted to Major General.
A high-profile person gave him this gift, a person with a very special identity.
Bai Quan loaded the six bullets, which also had intricate engravings that did not affect practical use, into the chamber of the revolver.
He gripped the revolver tightly, spun the chamber, and left the office.
Privileges must be dealt with privileges.
One day later.
