Li Zhiyuan returned to his barracks and in a fit of rage, he smashed a cup on the table to the ground. The anger in his heart was indescribable. He slammed his fist onto the table and cursed, "Golden Eagle, you bastard, after hitting me, you still want to transfer me over? I won't go. What can you do about it? Just wait, I'm not done with you."
As he was cursing Li Yifei, the phone rang. Li Zhiyuan picked up without even checking the caller ID and barked, "Who is it?"
"It's Wang Shun!"
"Wang Shun? Who's that? I don't know you." Saying that, he hung up the phone with a slam.
No sooner had the phone been hung up than Li Zhiyuan suddenly came to his senses; that voice sounded familiar. Then, in an instant, he remembered who it was—the Commander of the Capital City Military Region, Commander Wang.
