"What?"
Roa's sudden farewell left Kaido stunned. "You're leaving, brat?"
"Yeah."
Roa took a deep breath. The black aura in Wano had reached a sufficient concentration after three months. Although it still fell far short of the Germa Kingdom's, it was enough to satisfy Roa's daily needs.
"There's nothing left for me to do here, right? Why should I stay?"
The factory had already been completed, and weapons production was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Roa believed his big brother was not so despicable as to embezzle the weapons produced by his factory.
"Ah?"
Kaido seemed even more bewildered by Roa's answer. His brows knitted together, and his features nearly scrunched up. "The question is, do you actually have anything important to do, brat?"
Wasn't this brat's only goal to make the world experience suffering?
Was Wano not enough for him to torment?
"What are you talking about, Big Brother Kaido!"
Roa was furious, his handsome little face flushing bright red. "I have my own business too!"
"The materials and production are all settled. Next, I'm going to sort out the sales channels for the products!"
Without distributors, Roa couldn't possibly go from country to country and try to sell his wares himself, could he?
What a pain!
"You're always doing inexplicable things."
Kaido snorted.
Of course, he knew that this brat Roa was not selling weapons to make money. He simply wanted to use those weapons to make the world burn even more fiercely.
Still, not bad!
Wasn't a world where weapons spoke for themselves a wonderful thing?
"So what are you planning to do?"
Kaido asked curiously.
"Trade secret."
Roa looked mysterious as he raised his index finger to his lips in a gesture of secrecy.
"But don't worry, Big Brother Kaido. We won't be going too far