The Old Marshal secretly winked at him, then said with a stern face, "Don't talk nonsense. We studied the humans on that planet long ago. They're pitifully weak. She probably wouldn't even get the chance to face us."
Reynolds didn't like hearing that, even though he knew his old man had started putting on an act again.
"Don't compare my woman to those ordinary humans. If she didn't have that kind of ability, could she have taken control of both Saint Ya's and the Federation's main brains? Could she have made all of you this wary?"
As he spoke, Reynolds sent over the video of Su Qiao controlling her mecha and grinding Li Huaiyu into the ground.
"Open your eyes and take a good look. See how my woman beat Li Huaiyu to the point of total defeat and drove him away from Blue Star in such a sorry state!"
"And open your eyes properly and look at this too. This is a mecha my woman made herself. Isn't it much stronger than all your pathetic toys?"
"Not that I'm afraid of you laughing at me, but forget about Li Huaiyu's mecha being inferior to hers—even my mecha is slightly worse than hers in some aspects."
Reynolds' face was full of pride and smugness. He was practically saying, See? My woman is just that strong.
In the meeting room, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on the large screen, watching the battle between Su Qiao and Li Huaiyu with perfect clarity.
Afterward, they were all left dumbfounded.
"Could our intelligence have been wrong? Are all the humans on Blue Star this powerful? Is their technology even more advanced than ours?"
"That combat ability is absolutely no weaker than that of our strongest soldiers."
"You brat, did she