C736 Three Crises

"I am the commander-in-chief, the commander-in-chief. . . " Zhao Xiaoming muttered in a low voice, like a black muslin hat suddenly fell from the sky, and he wore it on his head. Light shot out in all directions, and he was in a good mood.

What did a commander-in-chief mean?

He was in charge of the people and matters in the city.

But Little Ming had fooled people for such a long time