"Now, I am issuing my first command. There will be no voting session. Direct execution."
After a full three minutes of silence, Ren Zhong slightly shifted his gaze and spoke softly.
Although everyone was in the video conference chat room, inexplicably, most people felt that Ren Zhong's gaze fell on Hugh Augustus's video frame when he said this.
On the sickbed, Hugh Augustus's originally murky eyes suddenly lit up with a look of surprise.
More than ten years ago, before being controlled by Li Yang, a flood of memories surged into his mind. The elderly, near-death Hugh Augustus had already guessed what Ren Zhong's first command would be.
He shivered his lips, wanting to struggle to say something.
But after a moment, he turned his face away lifelessly, saying nothing more.
It was meaningless.
