Meanwhile, in the main auditorium of the Ninghai Province Military Department.
Lin Ye stood in the very center of the stage, his posture ramrod straight.
The thunderous applause and the countless gazes converging on him didn't cause the slightest ripple in his composure.
His attention was entirely focused on the middle-aged man who was walking toward him step by step from the main seating area below the stage.
The man wore a general's service uniform, unadorned by any unnecessary accessories, with a wheat ear and two brilliant gold stars on his shoulders.
The rank of Lieutenant General.
He looked to be around fifty, with an ordinary face and a build that was not imposing—in fact, one could even call it somewhat lean.
His face was expressionless and his pace unhurried as he ascended the steps, yet he naturally became the center of the entire auditorium.
He was merely walking calmly, yet all the clamor around him fell silent, as if an invisible aura enveloped the entire space.
