Jabba's Counterattack

Tang Xiao's expression turned grave as he said in a deep voice, "Nothing can happen to Gaddula. If anything happens to her, we'll no longer be able to hold Tatooine legitimately. The Desilijic kajidic will have an excuse to interfere in Tatooine's affairs. Wait... the Desilijic kajidic..."

He frowned as a familiar name surfaced in his mind.

Jabba...

Perhaps his foolish death in the films had led many to think of him as nothing more than a useless, fat slob. But in truth, his rise to become a regional overlord had depended on far more than simply being a Hutt.

It was like how Dong Zhuo's atrocities in Luoyang often made people forget the power he had once wielded in Xiliang, where he had seemed like a Celestial come down to earth, commanding wind and rain. Jabba's debauched life amid wine and women on Tatooine likewise often made people forget how he had built his fortune.

If he had remained in comfort forever, perhaps he truly would have lost himself. But a ruthless overlord would always be a ruthless overlord. When he could no longer lie on his couch and enjoy himself, he would reveal his savage side and remind everyone—how he had risen from nothing to build his own empire!

"The Desilijic kajidic is definitely involved. There's no doubt about it!" Alok Besadi said. "So we can't let them get away with it. If we fail to rescue Gaddula in time, then once their arrangements are complete, Gaddula will certainly die. At that point, we'll have no choice but to accept the Desilijic kajidic's legitimate involvement in Tatooine's defenses."

"If it's the Desilijic kajidic, then it can only be Jabba!" Tang Xiao nodded. Alok's three-day deadline had not been thrown out casually. Three days later, The Grand Hutt Council