Extreme Humiliation

For the military, deploying Battalion-Class Ships was basically an act of war.

Normally, even when capturing a Supreme, Company-Class Warships were enough. Battalion-Class Ships caused far too much of a commotion.

If one was not enough, they could send two or even three. Basically, no Supreme could withstand three Company-Class Warships.

But that was ultimately just the capture of an individual, not an act of war.

This time, to deal with Old Lady Jia, the military had not only deployed four Supremes, but also two Battalion-Class Ships. This showed just how seriously they took her.

However, Xiao Hu gave a precise analysis as well. "Maybe they think the old lady does not have much time left and are afraid she'll go all out."

That analysis was spot-on—when someone was about to die anyway, it was only natural for them to do something shocking once they cast all restraint aside.

"But... four Supremes!" Qu Jianlei's expression was grim. How badly did they need to be taught the same lesson again? Fortunately, his anger had not clouded his judgment. "Where's Paranoid?"

"Didn't see him." Big Head Butterfly spun twice. "They should have split up their duties."

Qu Jianlei pondered for a moment, then raised his voice. "Lao Ben, come in for a moment!"

Bentley entered at once. Though he was advanced in years, his eyesight, thinking, and reactions were beyond comparison.

The moment he saw the First One's expression change before he entered the room, he had guessed that something might be wrong and prepared himself to cooperate at any moment.

Qu Jianlei got straight to the point. "Tell everyone to pack up and prepare to leave. I'm heading out..."

Bentley had already mentally prepared himself, but he still froze when he heard that. "What happened?"

"There's some trouble on the old