After officially acknowledging Golden Lion as their boss, Evil King immediately asked excitedly:
"Golden Lion, Boss."
"What exactly is your plan this time? Can you tell us about it?"
"Hahaha!"
Golden Lion smiled calmly, his face wearing the confident expression of someone who had everything under control.
However, he simply refused to speak.
Because Evil King's group had unexpectedly come to pledge themselves to him, Garen, who had only intended to sow discord on the spur of the moment, had not finished writing the script.
Thus, Golden Lion could only put on the air of a wise strategist with everything under control, silently smiling in a profound and unfathomable manner.
However, if one wanted to fool people, chicken soup and domineering alone were ultimately not enough.
Although Golden Lion laughed with great imposing vigor, Evil King still persistently asked:
"Golden Lion, Boss?"
"If you intend to do something big during this war, you should at least let us know some details beforehand, right?"
The other Impel Down escapees also nodded one after another.
"Hahaha!"
Golden Lion laughed domineeringly again, but the calmness he had forced onto his face was faintly beginning to crack.
In his heart, he urged the scriptwriter Garen to hurry up and deliver the draft, while the expectant gazes of Evil King and the others inevitably began to carry traces of doubt.
"I suppose."
Catalina, the Crescent Moon Hunter and the only woman among the prisoners, suddenly guessed with flickering eyes:
"Golden Lion, Boss chose to emerge when Kaido and Garen were fighting to the death. You must be planning to reap the benefits while they fight."
"Could it be?"
Evil King's heart jolted at that bold idea, and even his voice trembled with excitement:
"Golden Lion, Boss!"
"Do you intend to swallow the forces of both