Chapter 188
Chapter 188: What Are You Weaklings Yapping About? I’m Beating You—And You’re Still Thinking About Me
The scorpions laughed wildly. “Little girl, begging won’t help. Today we’ll show you that even on the Zhen Lin Empire’s turf, Insect Clan still calls the shots!”
“Quick—use our stingers. Scratch up her face, stab out her eyes, and let her learn that Insect Clan is the strongest ruler in the M31 Star System!”
Jiang Tea Tea found them loud and irritating. She showed zero mercy.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
One swing of her stun baton snapped all three long stingers clean off at the base.
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
The screams were so sharp they seemed to tear the air. They echoed across the area and drew more visitors—and people from the Insect Clan zone—hurrying over.
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t stop. She struck three times in a row.
First strike—knees. She shattered them and forced them to collapse.
Second strike—mouths. She wrecked them so they couldn’t beg.
Third strike—heads. She split them open so they couldn’t resist.
When she was done, she kicked the three into a pile and looked down with open disdain. “The strongest race in the M31 Star System, the greatest ruler—why are you lying there? Get up. Keep fighting. Keep screaming.”
They couldn’t. Their knees were broken. Their mouths were ruined. Teeth scattered. Blood everywhere. They could only wheeze through pain, unable to form words.
The two beastfolk women stared at Jiang Tea Tea in disbelief, awe pouring out of them. She was terrifyingly strong.
Those three were scorpion Insect Clan. Their stingers could poison almost anything. Mild cases took days to recover. Severe cases killed.
And Jiang Tea Tea had handled them with a baton like it was nothing.
She bent down, scanned the identity tags on their chests, and spoke clearly. “Xie Li Si. Xie Zi Tao. Xie Shi. You harassed others, caused trouble, and broke the rules of the Zhen Lin Empire’s Space Weapons Exhibition. Effective immediately, you are permanently blacklisted by the Zhen Lin Empire and expelled from Ri Pan Star.”
The three scorpions couldn’t speak. Their compound eyes, red with rage, locked onto her.
Jiang Tea Tea ignored them. She pressed her earpiece. “Expulsion team. Border between the Insect Clan and Da Xi Nation zones, nine o’clock direction. Three scorpion Insect Clan members violated exhibition rules. Come remove them.”
A reply came through. “Understood. Please wait. Five minutes.”
“Fine,” Jiang Tea Tea said. “I’ll wait.”
She lowered her hand and glanced at the two women again.
Cheng Lin Yue and Zhang Ting Zhou had gotten out of the patrol vehicle, handed the women water, and were asking questions.
Before the expulsion team arrived, an Insect Clan staff member came rushing over. “Zhen Lin Empire Bodyguard Unit ID 59311—what are you doing? Beating our Insect Clan members at the entrance to our zone?”
Jiang Tea Tea lifted her baton slightly.
The staff member flinched and backed up two steps, then raised his voice. “What, 59311? You beat our visitors and now you want to beat me too?”
“I’m telling you, even if this exhibition is the Zhen Lin Empire’s home ground, you can’t be so tyrannical and use violence whenever you want!”
Jiang Tea Tea tapped the baton into her left palm and stared past him at the insects gathering behind. Her voice stayed light. “Lower your voice. Are you scared everyone won’t realize your people can’t walk straight when you see a woman? No skill, but a big mouth?”
The staff member sputtered, “You—”
Jiang Tea Tea cut him off, expression blank. “I’m enforcing rules properly. If you have objections, file a complaint with the Zhen Lin Empire’s relevant departments.”
“First warning. Don’t interfere with enforcement. You can ignore me, but after the third warning, I have the right to expel you from Ri Pan Star along with the troublemakers.”
The staff member’s chest heaved. “59311, you’re just a patrol guard. You dare challenge me, an Insect Clan exhibition staff member? Acting like you have authority—does your crown prince and Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming know about this?”
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t blink. “Second warning. Leave and stop interfering with enforcement.”
“I don’t believe it—”
“Third warning. Leave and stop interfering with enforcement.”
“What can you do to me—”
Bang.
Jiang Tea Tea kicked him. He flew backward and crashed down hard in front of the insects who were watching.
There were ten of them. At the front stood a tall female insect in Insect Clan uniform. Her eyes were sharp, her posture rigid, and the insignia on her shoulder marked her as a general.
Jiang Tea Tea walked over, baton in hand.
The staff member tried to crawl up, but it felt like his bones had snapped. He couldn’t move. Jiang Tea Tea stepped in and, with a reverse kick, sent him sliding straight into the pile of scorpions she’d beaten.
General Atuya’s gaze moved from Jiang Tea Tea’s shoulder insignia to her face. “59311. Your enforcement is very forceful.”
Jiang Tea Tea lifted her chin. “It’s not that our enforcement is forceful. It’s that your Insect Queen’s control is lax.”
Atuya’s face darkened. “59311, watch your words. Our Insect Queen is not for casual discussion.”
Jiang Tea Tea’s mouth curved. “A queen is a public figure. Your Insect Clan’s public figure, and the M31 Star System’s public figure. If she can’t be discussed, then what kind of queen is she?”
“Fine. If you insist she can’t be discussed, then she should govern her subjects properly. Teach your subjects to follow other countries’ rules when they travel, instead of breaking them knowingly and dragging her name through the mud.”
Anyone who arrived at the Zhen Lin Empire’s Space Weapons Exhibition—ordinary visitors, participating leaders, buyers from other nations—received a message the instant they set foot on Ri Pan Star.
The message laid out the rules in detail and made one thing clear: break them, and you get expelled from Ri Pan Star and permanently blacklisted.
Those three scorpions broke the rules knowingly. Defending your own people wasn’t strange—but the moment you defended wrongdoing against another nation’s rules, your stance became wrong.
“And you, General Atuya.”
Jiang Tea Tea stepped closer, closing the distance. “Your queen put you in charge of the Space Weapons Exhibition. You’re here to do business, not pick fights.”
“Look at the staff your subordinate brought. Arrogant enough to interfere with enforcement. If you keep it up, don’t blame me for expelling him too—along with the scorpions—and adding them to the Zhen Lin Empire’s permanent blacklist.”
Atuya smiled abruptly. “59311 truly lives up to being part of Commander-in-Chief Chong Ming’s bodyguard unit. Upright and impartial. Admirable.”
She held the smile. “I’ll apologize to you. Let my staff return to his post. How about that?”
Jiang Tea Tea smiled back. “I warned him three times. He still insisted on jumping in my face. That’s his problem.”
“If you have objections, file a complaint through the proper channels. My Unit ID is 59311.”
Atuya nodded once. “Good. 59311, I’ll remember you.”
Jiang Tea Tea met her gaze and saw killing intent flicker in her eyes.
A giant butterfly female insect. Even as fertilizer, Jiang Tea Tea would find her disgusting.
At that moment, the expulsion team arrived.
Six people got out—four men and two women—wearing gear nearly identical to Jiang Tea Tea’s unit. The difference was the ability-suppressing cuffs in their hands.
They cuffed the four insects, locking down their abilities, hauled them up, tossed them into the vehicle, saluted Jiang Tea Tea, and drove away.
No speeches. No arguments. Just a look, a salute, and the whole thing was over in under two minutes.
After they left, Jiang Tea Tea walked to the two beastfolk women. “You were brave. Next time this happens, shout. Our patrol staff are everywhere. If we hear you, we’ll come immediately. We won’t let any insect—or any other race—hurt you.”
The two women nodded rapidly. “Okay, okay. Thank you. What’s your name?”
Jiang Tea Tea tugged her shoulder insignia so they could see. “59311.”
The two women repeated it like they were afraid to forget. “59311. Thank you.”
Jiang Tea Tea nodded. “Enjoy the exhibition. Please.”
They wanted a photo, but they were too intimidated. They left while looking back every few steps.
Jiang Tea Tea ignored Atuya’s lingering stare. She waved Huang Da Zhuang over, collapsed the baton shorter, and continued patrolling.
Only after she walked far away did General Atuya’s side companion move. He had been disguised.
The Insect Race Eldest Prince, Agris, grabbed Atuya’s arm. His excitement turned his eyes into full compound eyes. “Atuya, that patrol guard who beat people and shouted at you—Unit ID 59311, pure human female—is the mutant 3S-rank healer Jiang Tea Tea.”
Atuya’s eyes sharpened. “Your Highness, are you certain?”
Agris smiled darkly. “I’m certain. Even with the face paint and identical uniform, her scent is too distinctive. I smelled it. It’s her.”
Atuya stared at his smile, then spoke even more wildly. “If Your Highness likes her that much, we’ll find a way to take her back to Insect Clan. We’ll inject her with Insect Clan genes, turn her into one of us, and then she’ll belong to Your Highness completely.”