Xue Mantian clutched his stomach with one hand and pointed at Bentley with the other, speaking through gritted teeth.

"You dare to attack me? Let's see if you ever make it out of here!"

"Disgusting!" Bentley dodged swiftly, "You dare point at me?"

The next moment, Xue Mantian's scream of agony echoed, heart-wrenching and piercing.

Everyone took a closer look and found his hand had turned into a chicken claw shape, grotesque and misshapen.

"I'll fight you all!" Two Maintenance Masters rushed over, apparently also from Celestial Craftsmanship.

Bentley clasped his hands behind his back, completely ignoring the pair.

Qu Jianlei understood his intention, and with a quick move, kicked the two straight out the door.

The two Guards narrowed their eyes slightly, then exchanged a glance: Something's wrong!

Bentley turned to look at the small guy, speaking expressionlessly, "This is your turf, we haven't drawn blood..."

"We're willing to respect your house, but since your side isn't stepping forward, let's just drop this business deal."

Then he looked at the wailing Xue Mantian, smirked coldly, and flashed a credential.

"Unlimited firing rights... I have them too. Want me to wait here for you to call reinforcements?"

Xue Mantian, pained and pale, kept drawing cold air, "Hiss... You can wait all you want."

"Gentlemen," a Guard spoke up, "you've already made your move, better leave quickly."

Bentley shook his head, glanced at Qu Jianlei, "Let's go."

The two left just like that, and only then did the small guy turn to the Guard, "Is that what you mean?"

The Guard raised a thumb, pointed towards the sky, making a gesture easy to understand.

The small guy's face changed instantly, "Which ones?"

"Both," another Guard spoke, his face also not looking good, "Didn't you notice how fast their moves were?"

Hearing this, the small guy sucked in a breath, "Both of them?"

What they meant was "they're both from above," but he wondered—are they both Modified Warriors?

The Guard sighed lightly, first nodding, then shaking his head, but said nothing more.

What else could he say? Say "Your decision today was wrong"?

The small guy's face turned even paler, "Clear them out, I'll report this."

They were talking in riddles, but of all the Maintenance Masters present, how many couldn't get it?

"Damn, they encountered Modified Warriors," an older Maintenance Master said, "better just leave."

"What's wrong with them?" another couldn't help but comment, "Modified Warriors becoming Maintenance Masters... and still sneaky about it?"

"So what about Modified Warriors?" one Maintenance Master expressed, "It's not like no one knows any Modified Warriors."

Who is this, so stubborn-headed? People couldn't help but turn to look.

Then they saw that the person was actually supporting Xue Mantian… Turns out they were from Celestial Craftsmanship, so it's alright.

The one who recognized the Modified Warriors sighed, "The key is... both are Modified Warriors, and that old man's so old!"

Honestly, he really regretted coming today, originally just wanting to cheer and curry favor.

Who could have thought the opponents were such formidable beings!

As that was said, everyone fell silent. There were only two of them, but both were Modified Warriors; what if there was a third?

One of the Guards chimed in with a cold laugh, "Let's just hope they're only Modified Warriors."

He detested them for causing trouble here, a few sarcastic words were only natural.

Even in Houjing, Ultimate Warriors were a taboo topic, but the other Maintenance Masters had already thought of it.

"I've got something, I'm heading out," the one who recognized the Modified Warriors turned to leave, "Don't involve me in this, I can't handle it."

Another Maintenance Master gave a nod and left without a word—not cursing was already considered restraint.

"Damn it..." someone really cursed, "Your Celestial Craftsmanship is huge, why drag us little guys into this?"

Qu Jianlei and Bentley exited, driving off on a lean tricycle.

Bentley's face looked terrible, riding for a while before finally cursing, "Starr... can he handle it or not?"

"What's it got to do with him?" Qu Jianlei's expression was hidden behind a mask, but his voice was calm.

"Lean on the mountain, the mountain crumbles; lean on people, people run; relying on others means nothing, people, still need self-reliance."

Bentley felt his face burning, "I'll handle this matter."

"Let's wait and see," Qu Jianlei said casually, "Are you sure... it's not Starr using you?"

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Bentley heard Qu Jianlei's question and was stunned for a full seven or eight seconds before he spoke.

"I wonder, you're so young, where did you get all these twisted ideas?"

Qu Jianlei didn't answer his question directly, "So this time, there's no need to be so by-the-book in handling it."

Bentley hesitated before speaking, "But this peaceful life, it's really rare, don't you think?"

He's not afraid of causing trouble, but now that cultivation methods were taking shape, he was somewhat apprehensive.

"Of course, peace is rare," Qu Jianlei stated calmly, "but you can't get too comfortable, it'll make you weak."

"True enough," Bentley nodded and then queried, "What do you think we should do?"

"I'll follow your lead," Qu Jianlei answered without hesitation, "I'm just suggesting... you know the Celestial District best."

A fierce glint flashed in Bentley's eyes, "Then let's get rid of that old bastard Selta, see what they have left to brag about."

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