Shunsui Kyoraku stared at Su Feng beside him with an expression as though he had seen a ghost.
The shock he had shown when he saw Su Feng display his might atop the heavens was nowhere to be found.
What absurd remarks. What worldview-shattering ideas.
How could Menos and Soul Reapers, natural mortal enemies, possibly coexist peacefully?
Living together was even more out of the question.
That terrifying appearance alone was enough to make anyone lose all interest, all right?
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"
Shunsui Kyoraku spoke with righteous conviction. "The Hollows as a group simply cannot coexist peacefully with Soul Reapers!"
"The pretty ones, hmm, Arrancar..."
Su Feng extended both hands and traced an S-shaped curve in front of him. "That kind."
"Hiss..."
Shunsui Kyoraku sucked in a sharp breath, his brows tightly furrowed as he fell entirely into a dilemma.
"If it's like that, then it seems... perhaps... it wouldn't be impossible..."
As the person who envied Su Feng most, Shunsui Kyoraku often regretted not taking a Seated Officer position in the Ninth Division. Even a lower-ranked Seated Officer or an ordinary division member would have been fine.
The high-ranking Seated Officers of the Ninth Division were all fair-skinned and beautiful, each more naturally stunning than the last. Even an old hand like him, who had seen all manner of storms, greatly longed for it.
If he had not considered that Old Man Yama might burn him to death with his blade, Shunsui Kyoraku would have wanted to resign and join the Ninth Division.
"Sure enough, perverts always see eye to eye in the strangest ways."
Su Feng rubbed at his throbbing brow, unable for the moment to think of a good excuse to lay everything out before the captains.
Although he now wielded tremendous power in Soul Society,