"Then, then—"
Han Te stammered for a long time, but he could not come up with any rebuttals. He knew that Princess Summer was right. Now that Black Jack had revealed his ugliest face, there was no way that he would allow anyone who saw it to live.
Besides, according to what he had just said, billions of lives would be sacrificed as sacrifices and fuel in order to rebuild the Swallowing Empire.
"But what can we do even if we stay?
Han Te could only reply drily, "I've analyzed everything. The odds that we can defeat Black Jack are less than 10%…"
"It's 1%. Less than 1%." Silver brightness was blinking inside the jade eyes. The latest analysis was based on the shape and aura of Black Jack.
"No way! There was still 10% just now!" Han Te shouted.
"Less than 1% is one of the 'less than 10%', or even 'less than 100%'."
"…"