"You've got some brains, at least. I wonder how far your strength has fallen by now."
Moria silently watched as the arrogant Mo Xingchen taunted him, suppressing the fury in his heart as he waited for Mo Xingchen's explanation.
If Mo Xingchen's reason for coming could not satisfy him, then he would not mind finding a decent shadow for his Demon Oars.
"I didn't come here for anything major. I just thought Thriller Bark was secluded enough, so I'm borrowing your turf to kill some trash.
"That's why I came to give you a heads-up first. Put away those joke figurines of yours and don't interfere with my business."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"I%*#$&... Who the hell do you think you are?! Horn Blade Shadow!"
After hearing Mo Xingchen's answer, Moria could no longer contain the rage boiling within him. He had thought Mo Xingchen had something important to discuss with him, but it turned out the man simply thought his territory was a good burial ground. Not only did Moria have to clear out a battlefield for him, he also had to restrain his own men. Did this bastard come here specifically to make a fool out of me?!
He immediately activated his Devil Fruit ability. The shadow beneath his feet transformed into a long spear and viciously stabbed toward Mo Xingchen.
An hour later, Moria's room looked as though a typhoon had torn through it. The entire place was a complete wreck.
"Tap... tap... tap..."
Moria slumped beneath a wall he had crashed into and cracked open. Hearing footsteps, he struggled to raise his head and looked toward the massive hole that began in his room and nearly ran through the entire castle.
In the darkness, a figure holding a blade slowly approached him.
Moria had just opened