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Only then did the old lion realize that the Power Armor guards around him had been immobilized by Li Qinwu's Gravity Control. He roared in fury:
"You Psychic bastard! You dare use Psychic Power in my home!
You dare insult the noble bloodline of the Golden Lion Family? You will pay for this!!"
Li Qinwu simply drew in a mouthful of saliva and spat at the old lion's feet with a "Ptooey," startling him into taking a step back.
He extended a hand, pointed at the old lion, and said arrogantly:
"You believe you're nobler than me? If we really went by seniority, you'd have to call me ancestor, you believe that?!"
What a joke. If they really counted it out, Old Li was Terra's granddad, the goldest of the golden collars, a veteran among veterans.
Go look around the Asian Plains. The Terra government still owed him a 120-square-meter apartment, and he even remembered the deed number.
This old lion went on about how noble he was and called everyone else bastards. Could the bloodline of a 40K man possibly be nobler than Old Li from the 3K Era? Nobler than the readers in front of the screen?
If this old fool knew that 199,000 veteran Terrans were watching him from the Empyrean, he would probably piss himself on the spot!
After pinning down the Power Armor guards with Gravity Control, Li Qinwu escorted Catwoman and Nova out of the family banquet hall.
He had already spared the old fool some dignity. Otherwise, by his way of thinking, he would have used Gravity Control to make the old fool kneel and kowtow.
But this was, after all, someone else's home, and they were high-ranking