"Golden Emperor?!"
It was Sutty Rayman's first time hearing such a title. Although his body was restrained by Tesoro's power, there was not the slightest hint of anxiety in his heart.
What strong fighters could North Blue possibly have?!
He was just relying on the power of a Devil Fruit. To Sutty Rayman, that level of strength had not yet reached the point where it was impossible to resist.
Sutty Rayman glanced at Tesoro and revealed a mocking smile.
"Calling yourself an 'Emperor'? People from North Blue really are pathetic!"
"What right do you have to call yourself an 'Emperor'?"
"You just happened to eat a Devil Fruit and steal a little bit of power. Is that enough to make you this arrogant?"
Sutty Rayman looked at the gold covering his entire body, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt for the young man calling himself the "Golden Emperor." The moment he opened his mouth, he insulted everyone in North Blue.
The Devil Fruit's power appeared to be Paramecia. The gold precipitating from his body was likely the golden flowers that had been fired out as fireworks earlier.
From the moment they entered the island's inner lake, the young man before them had already been plotting something.
The Great Treasure was not exactly a baseless rumor, but it was obvious that the Great Treasure being spread across the seas was merely bait to lure people in.
Even if this fur-clad young man was not the island's master, he was certainly one of its high-ranking officers.
Although Sutty Rayman did not think much of Tesoro, he had roamed the seas for many years.
In this short time, he had already thought through many things and more or less figured out the situation on the island and the identity of the man before