"You brat, you've caused trouble. Big trouble!"
In the Fleet Admiral's office, Sengoku said this in an extremely teasing tone.
The others in the room could not help but chuckle. He had clearly ordered everyone else not to interfere in the previous battle, yet now he was using it as an excuse to scold the man. Everyone had only one thing to say...
Could you be any more shameless, old man?
Right in the middle of the room, Brother Biao sat cross-legged on the floor, bare-chested, gnawing on the massive hind leg of some unknown creature. The blood on his body had long since dried, and even the wounds torn open by Kannonji-dan had completely healed.
That level of recovery truly made him a complete monster.
"Do you know how much damage it does to the Marines' reputation when you kill a Seven Warlords of the Sea successor so freely at Marine Headquarters?"
Knowing this fellow's temperament well, Sengoku did not care whether Wu Biao was listening and continued, "No matter what, he was still a Seven Warlords of the Sea successor chosen by the Five Elders. Even if a dispute arose over a 'personal grudge,' leading to 'self-defense,' and you accidentally 'killed the Seven Warlords of the Sea successor by mistake,' the World Government will still hold you accountable this time."
Wu Biao paused mid-bite.
Self-defense?
Killed by mistake?
Hmm... was that how it happened?
"..." Everyone in the room was speechless.
Could you make your twisting of black and white any more obvious?
And did you have to stress 'personal grudge,' 'self-defense,' and 'killed by mistake' so heavily? Everyone understood, right? A slight hint would have been enough to make that excuse for shifting responsibility clear.
"Bullshit!!!"
Wu Biao's shout instantly shattered everyone's thoughts. "What do you mean,