"That's right, we need to discuss this further."
The Alliance members had never intended to sign the contract in the first place. Hearing this excuse, they all shouted in agreement.
"Discuss? Heh heh."
Andrew laughed. He raised his left hand and opened it, revealing over a hundred tiny warships floating above his palm.
The Alliance members were confused. Then Dou Jian cried out in alarm, "Those are our warships! How did they become so small?"
Everyone hurriedly looked toward the warships and found that they really were their Fleet. The people inside were frantically calling for help.
"How dare you imprison the Alliance Fleet?"
The Skrull Royalty demanded furiously. Andrew casually waved his hand, and the Skrull Royalty turned directly into ash and scattered away.
The Alliance members were terrified and quickly retreated from Andrew. Then Dou Jian shouted, his eyes lighting up with Red Light as two crimson Heat Vision beams shot toward Andrew.
Andrew turned a finger, and a Spatial Vortex appeared. The Heat Vision flew into it and vanished.
Dou Jian was about to continue attacking when he met Andrew's eyes. A flood of memories suddenly surfaced in his mind—memories of being beaten up by Andrew.
You dared walk down the street with that hairstyle? Asking for a beating.
You dared wear a skintight suit out in public? Asking for a beating.
Who told you to hold your head up? Asking for a beating.
Who told you to step out with your left foot first? Asking for a beating.
Countless reasons, countless beatings. It wasn't that Dou Jian had never fought back, but every time, he had been beaten even worse. Over time, whenever he saw Andrew, he would immediately flee in terror.
Those memories affected Dou Jian. He staggered backward and screamed at Andrew in