Golden Lion was badly injured.
Although Bright had not even touched him once throughout the whole fight.
Fortunately, the injuries had not brought Golden Lion to the brink of death. Though old, a lion's vitality was no joke.
Although he had lost his fighting strength, he could still chat and laugh with Bright.
The two sat atop the clouds Bright had created, heading back toward the Charlotte Family.
They had to return the stone they had taken from Katakuri first.
"So, what exactly is it you want to say, brat?"
Golden Lion lay atop the clouds, merely tilting his head slightly to glance at Bright from the corner of his eye.
Although he had wailed miserably from being burned earlier, he now looked completely calm. The intense pain coursing through his body had not made Golden Lion reveal any disgraceful behavior.
"I've always been curious, Golden Lion. After disappearing for so many years, what sort of things were you doing in some corner of the sea?" Bright knowingly asked.
"Do I have any reason to tell you my plans?"
Although he had become a prisoner, Golden Lion remained arrogant as ever, sneering as he spoke.
"That's true. Any plans would be meaningless now anyway, right?" Bright smiled.
Golden Lion snorted coldly.
Bright's words had undoubtedly stabbed straight into his heart like a blade.
Yes, now that he had become this bastard's prisoner, even the most remarkable plans had become nothing but illusions.
All the efforts of the past decade or so had been declared futile.
Thinking of this, even someone as strong-willed as Golden Lion could not help but sigh.
"There's no need to be discouraged, Golden Lion."
Bright smiled. "As long as you're alive, it's not yet time to give up on your dreams, right?"
"Maybe you'll be able