Tea Party?
Bright raised an eyebrow slightly.
Charlotte Linlin often held Tea Parties, inviting many guests.
The Tea Party itself was not the point. The point was that anyone who refused her invitation would receive a special gift—usually the severed heads of relatives or friends connected to them.
Everyone said it was an invitation that could not be refused.
"The Charlotte Family's Tea Party?"
Tesoro sneered. "I've heard of it too. Once you refuse Big Mom's Tea Party invitation, you suffer disastrous consequences."
"The invitations will be delivered to your hands on time, though I do hope you choose to refuse."
Cracker gave a cruel smile, then cast Bright a deep look before turning to leave. "If you want to discuss cooperation, come that day. Mother's Tea Party welcomes the arrival of any friend."
Without a trace of hesitation, the Charlotte Family's Sweet Commander simply left.
Bright slowly let out a breath.
So anyone who was not a friend and went there would suffer misfortune, right?
They had not directly become enemies of the Charlotte Family, but receiving this invitation was troublesome enough.
"So, Bright, what do you think?"
Tesoro asked, "Fish-Man Island is Whitebeard's territory. If we go to Charlotte Linlin's Tea Party, then Whitebeard—"
"Who knows?"
Bright replied casually.
He did not think Whitebeard was so narrow-minded, but who could say for certain about something like this?
"But if we refuse, Charlotte Linlin definitely won't let it go either." Tesoro sounded helpless. "We're really unlucky this time."
Bright turned to look at Stussy, whose smile was as radiant as a flower. "So I think certain people should give me an explanation."
Stussy's smile grew even brighter, so sweet that it seemed nectar might overflow from it.
"Also."
Bright flashed forward and blocked the window, stopping Morgans, who had