Facing Rodney's question, Robin indicated that she did not want to answer. She felt as though the man in front of her was deceiving her, with the aura of a "con artist" radiating from his very bones. He was not someone she could trust completely.
Having roamed the world for many years, she felt that she had already seen through the man before her.
"You're joking. My treatment here is still pretty good." A formulaic smile hung on her face, flawless in every way.
"Oh? Is that so? After you finish analyzing the Poneglyph, will Sand Crocodile let you go? Don't joke around. As long as he gets what he wants, he absolutely won't let you, an insider, go."
"So you knew."
Robin's face turned as cold as still water. Of course she knew what kind of cold-blooded and heartless person Crocodile was, but she had never intended to tell him the Poneglyph's true contents from the beginning. However, aside from Crocodile himself, not even the senior agents knew that he was the true boss of Baroque Works. How did this man know?
"Heh heh, I have special sources of information." He narrowed his eyes, making Robin itch to punch him several times in the face.
However, Rodney was right about one thing: making deals with a tiger never ended well.
Crocodile, that crocodile, was even more frightening than a man-eater. He knew how to lie low, search for opportunities, and kill with a single strike.
"You don't need to worry about that."
"Heh heh, is that so?" Rodney glanced around and said, "Speaking of which, why did you call me here? I haven't exchanged my chips yet. They're worth several million Beli."
"You won't be cheated out of them." Sure enough, greed seeped from the man's very bones. "Also,