"Draw!"
"Do me a favor, and I'll owe you one."
"After the Powerhouse Summit, you can keep fighting until one of you wins—or you and I can go another round."
"Right now, I don't want anyone else swooping in to reap the rewards."
The sinister aura around Chaos faded. He first looked away from Gold City, then frowned at the Golden Lion.
"Gyahahaha~"
The Golden Lion roared with laughter, about to refuse.
As he saw it, there was no need to do Chaos any favors.
He had no use for so-called favors.
But when two familiar auras entered the range of his Observation Haki, his grin vanished, and he promptly changed his mind.
"I got your invitation. In that case, I'll see what this so-called Powerhouse Summit is all about."
"You won't be disappointed!"
Chaos's lips curled upward. He had already been prepared to tear off the mask and fight.
Since the Golden Lion had changed his mind at the last minute, Chaos didn't mind taking the chance to back down gracefully.
He'd achieved his goal, anyway.
Once the Golden Lion and Chaos reached an agreement, the tense battle fizzled out in an anticlimactic fashion.
And the reason the Golden Lion had changed his mind had also arrived at Gold City.
A golden avenue of flowers stretched across the sky. Kuma and Ivankov tended to Archino, Enel, and Crocodile's injuries, then soon disappeared into the distance, flying toward Gold City.
"Governor, why did you agree to the Golden Emperor's offer?"
A fleet captain from the Flying Pirates was confused. In their eyes, Axos and Paster hadn't lost yet. Besides, there was no need to do the Golden Emperor any favors.
"Gyahahaha~"
"I've suddenly become interested in this Powerhouse Summit."
The Golden Lion puffed on his cigar, glanced at the battered