"Umit?"
The Five Elders' abrupt question left Bright somewhat baffled. "What do you mean?"
So after their previous conversation, that guy Umit had finally started making a move?
That was hardly surprising, but the question was, how had he gotten tangled up with the government?
Surely he didn't think his influence had grown great enough to make the government act against Fish-Man Island?
"What did you say to that guy?"
The Five Elder on the other end of the line sounded irritated. "He has been contacting our people, promising that if they abandon their logistics partnership with Fish-Man Island and entrust their cargo to his company instead, he is willing to provide free service."
Bright raised an eyebrow slightly. So that was how it was.
The Sea Transport King wasn't brainless after all.
No wonder he had managed to become one of the New World's underworld giants.
"I merely rejected his proposal for cooperation,"
Bright said leisurely. "And isn't this a good thing? Umit's freight capacity is the best in the world. He's far more professional than we are."
"And it's free. Who could say no to free?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The Five Elder sneered. "This matter is classified. It is already too much that you know about it. Who does that guy think he is?"
Bright clicked his tongue. He truly felt sorry for Mr. Umit. A renowned New World underworld magnate, even a man on par with Morgans, yet the Five Elders regarded him with such disdain.
Then again, that made sense. In this world, one had to at least be at the level of a Shichibukai to earn a second glance from the Five Elders. To truly make them take someone seriously, they had to be on the level of a Sea Emperor.
"Since he has begun