Yan Xiaobei quickly calmed down.
The atmosphere felt off. Even though he'd just vented through his double, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Commander Fury wasn't affected by the outburst at all, steady as a statue that would never budge.
The uneasy mood was wiped clean under the pressure of his presence.
Everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. firmly believed that under his lead, any problem would be solved, any obstacle flattened.
The trouble Yan Xiaobei had stirred up didn't have any effect.
The double said, "I've cooled off already."
Commander Fury said, "We should have an open, honest talk. About everything."
The double sneered. "Sure, what do you want to talk about?"
Commander Fury dropped a bombshell. "I think you should join S.H.I.E.L.D., join us."
Everyone was shocked, but not one person cut him off or questioned him. Clearly, they trusted the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. unconditionally—enough to show just how extraordinary his personal leadership charm was.
