The restructuring of the five armies was a major incident involving the five regions. All key personnel from the five regions were required to attend. This was intended to be an internal matter, not privy to the public. However, since the Blithe king was taking over as commander-in-chief of the five armies, an exception was made.

Seats were made available to the public; numbers were printed on the invitation cards, each corresponding to a seat at the venue. As soon as the attendees were allowed entry, everyone consciously made way for Lex. As a special guest, his seat was at the forefront, alongside the commanders of the other military regions. A man of his stature should lead.

Lex was slightly confused. "Why are you still standing around, old mate? Go on!" A voice jolted him from his reverie. Should he go in first? After a few seconds' pause, he burst out laughing. Tapping his dragon-head cane on the ground, he walked toward the entrance, head held high, under everyone's gaze.

"I'm so envious," someone whispered. "After this, the Callahans will have made it. Within three years, their assets will multiply. I promise." A murmur rippled through the crowd. Though the voices were soft, Lex heard them. As a man who craved prestige and recognition, he felt proud and satisfied.

The other business moguls followed Lex to the entrance, observing the millionaires. They were dumbfounded. What were the Callahans doing? A car approached, honking its horn in front of the assembled soldiers.