The S-class superhuman burst into tears under the astonished gazes of the other superhumans.
The way they looked at him gradually filled with killing intent.
So the beating we took was because of the trouble you old bastard caused?
Bah! Once we get back, we're definitely beating him up.
He Jue, meanwhile, squatted there with a dark expression, saying nothing.
There was nothing he could do. He had been beaten into submission.
He couldn't win in a fight, nor could he reason with the other party.
The other party was clearly venting their anger and standing up for their own junior. What could he do?
He could only take it obediently.
Besides, in He Jue's view, the other party had been far too merciful. The blows looked severe, but they had only beaten them until their faces were bruised and swollen, making them look bad on the surface.
In truth, none of them had suffered any fundamental injuries.
With their strength and constitutions, they would recover within a few days.
If it had been him, and someone dared lay a hand on one of his juniors, then he... emmm, he might not necessarily seek revenge.
After all, he did not have any juniors. Even if there were someone he fancied, it would be some exceptionally gifted fellow he kept a close eye on and needed to suppress.
If someone attacked that kind of person, then so be it. It would be best if they killed them, so he would not have to do it himself.
He also wanted to eliminate all future threats. For instance, in He Jue's eyes, these S-class superhumans were all future threats seeking to usurp his position. He could not wait to get rid of them.
Unfortunately, he had to ensure that the country did not