Facing Andrew at that moment, Leslie could not explain why, but she did not dare to make a single provoking remark.

Luna walked out, speaking in a flat tone. “Let’s go. We've repaid Governor McCormick’s favor.”

Leslie snorted coldly. “General, look at him. He’s clearly at his limit but still putting on a tough act."

Luna’s expression remained indifferent. “Men are creatures with a foolish recklessness built into their very bones. Andrew is one of the worst examples of it. Let’s see what he can do. This helpless rage might be the last thing keeping him standing."

Leslie sneered. She was about to add her own mocking comments, but her phone suddenly rang.

It was an encrypted military call.

Leslie did not answer immediately. Instead, she glanced at Luna. “General, it’s from Colonel Saunders. Looks like something’s going on.”

Luna frowned. “It’s not even wartime. What could Intelligence possibly have that’s urgent? Answer it and find out.”

According to military protocol, regular information could be communicated through direct contact. However, the highly classified Intelligence division only made direct calls in extreme emergencies, such as war or large-scale secret missions. Otherwise, it stayed completely dormant to ensure secrecy.

For Chester Saunders, the head of Intelligence, to reach out personally could only mean that something big had happened.

Leslie’s expression grew serious as she answered the call. Before she could speak, the voice on the other end urgently demanded, “Is General Phelan there? I need to speak with her directly.”

Leslie was stunned and quickly handed the phone to Luna.

Luna took it, her tone calm. “Speak.”

Chester’s tone was grim. “General, there’s a high chance Blumedale is about to erupt into chaos. Based on our analysis, you should begin defensive measures immediately.”

Luna let out a sharp laugh. “Defensive measures? Have you been drinking? What, is there a war breaking out? Or is the sky falling over Blumedale?"

Chester spoke with unshakable seriousness. “General, I’m completely sober, and this is no joke. Just moments ago, our cyber unit detected 50 billion dollars being funneled into several massive black-market accounts.”

Luna snorted coldly, “What does that have to do with our military? Let the banks or regulatory agencies handle it.”

Chester shouted, “General, if this were ordinary financial crime, then of course it wouldn’t concern us! But this money came from Gabo Creek’s largest business association, the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce.

“The accounts receiving it belong openly to Blumedale’s two underground kings: the White Dragon and the Black Dragon. And that’s not all… Over 1000 gang enforcers have taken to the streets, openly searching for people.”

Luna spoke dismissively. “They’re just a bunch of clowns. Do you know what they’re after?”

Chester replied, “They’re searching for hiding places of the Driscoll family’s important members. At the same time, the Kellers, the Wrights, the Irvings, the Ulrichs, the Rhodes, and nearly a dozen others of Blumedale’s families are sending out their own crews. From the way they’re converging, there’s only one target.”

Luna’s face finally changed. “Where? Don’t tell me it’s near The Sovereign Residences.”

Chester gave a bitter laugh. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you. More specifically, Serenity Villa inside The Sovereign Residences. Andrew is about to turn Blumedale upside down. The military response is up to you to decide. But if the forces he’s mobilized can’t be contained, they’ll definitely spell trouble."

Luna hung up the phone with a sharp click.

Leslie stared at her. “What happened, General?”

Luna spoke in an icy voice. “That bastard! He’s digging his own grave. He really doesn’t take the Driscoll family seriously.”

Leslie was stunned. “Andrew? He’s going to war directly with the Driscoll family?”

It took Leslie a moment before she hurried after her, her heart pounding with shock after shock. In all these years, no one had ever dared take on Blumedale’s Three Titans head-on.

How the hell did Andrew have the nerve?

The Driscoll family was a power that the Phelans themselves could not take down.