"How could that be?"
Stussy smiled faintly and raised a hand to stop her eager subordinates beside her.
"Running things alongside Madam Sammy is Lord Austin's order. How could I possibly hold any resentment toward Lord Austin? Or is it that you, Doflamingo... subconsciously believe Lord Austin's decision was wrong?"
A counterattack!
Doflamingo's arrogant, unruly grin stiffened for a moment. Then the curve of his lips vanished, and his gleeful laugh was no longer so gleeful.
"How could that be? I was merely showing some concern."
What a sharp-tongued woman...
And that was merely a minor interlude.
No matter how fiercely they competed in business, they did not yet have the nerve to start fighting here.
Doflamingo had no intention of causing major trouble either. He led the Donquixote Family executives onward, but along the way, he spotted another unusual figure.
"Isn't this Vice Admiral Tsuru? Fufufufufu... Why are you here? Could it be that you've come to arrest me?"
On the other side of the central street, the Marines' Chief of Staff, Vice Admiral Tsuru, watched the many underworld bosses. Her hands were clasped behind her back, with numerous Marine soldiers and officers standing behind her.
Hearing this, she calmly looked at the evil former Celestial Dragon brat before her, her eyes as deep and still as a pool.
The World Government's orders sounded nice enough: dispatch a force to safeguard the Sabaody Archipelago's civilians and maintain stability.
But put bluntly, they had come to work as security guards.
If she had a choice, she did not want the Marines playing the role of venue guards either.
But this meeting seemed tied to the World Government's finances and the Marines' military budget, and even more closely tied to stability across the seas.
Even if these people were hardly decent,