"That's right. We need to discuss this further."
The Alliance representatives had never intended to sign the contract in the first place. Hearing this excuse, they all chimed in.
"Discuss it? Heh."
Andrew laughed. He raised his left hand and opened it, revealing over a hundred tiny warships floating above his palm.
The Alliance representatives were baffled. Just then, Dou Jian exclaimed, "Those are our warships! How did they become so small?"
Everyone hurriedly examined the warships and discovered that they really were their fleet. The people inside were frantically calling for help.
"You dare imprison our Alliance's fleet?"
The member of the Skrull Royalty demanded an explanation, shocked and furious. Andrew casually waved his hand, and the royal turned straight to ash and scattered.
The Alliance representatives recoiled in fright and hurried away from Andrew. Then Dou Jian roared, his eyes glowing red as two crimson beams of Heat Vision shot toward Andrew.
Andrew twirled a finger. A spatial vortex appeared, swallowing the beams without a trace.
Dou Jian was about to continue attacking when he met Andrew's eyes. Suddenly, countless memories surfaced in his mind—memories of Andrew beating him.
You dared go out with that hairstyle? You deserved a beating.
You dared wear tights in public? You deserved a beating.
Who told you to hold your head up? You deserved a beating.
Who told you to step forward with your left foot first? You deserved a beating.
Countless reasons, countless beatings. It wasn't that Dou Jian had never fought back, but every attempt had earned him an even worse beating. Over time, he had learned to flee in terror at the mere sight of Andrew.
Those memories took hold of Dou Jian. He backed away, shouting at Andrew in terror, "Stay away from me!"
Thud! In his