The process did not matter to Chinjao. As long as he could get his conical head back, he could accept whatever it took.
"You don't need to be so polite. It was merely an equal exchange. This came with a fee."
"Those are two different things. Paying is only right, but without your treatment, no amount of money would have helped."
As he spoke, Chinjao bowed again, but he failed to control the angle and slammed his head into the ground.
Crack.
A fissure spread forward from where Chinjao's head struck the ground, extending a considerable distance.
"Ha ha ha, sorry about that. I lost control for a moment. What are you idiots standing around for?! Hurry up and help them fix the ground!"
"Yes, Chief!"
When the big brother caused trouble, the underlings had to pay the price. At that moment, the members of the Eight Treasure Navy had no choice but to become laborers and begin restoring the ground.
Chinjao did not leave immediately either. Sailing here had taken some time, and the Eight Treasure Navy had spent a long time traveling at sea. Having finally set foot on land, they naturally needed to rest for a while.
At that moment, an alarm suddenly sounded from the direction of the coast.
Boom! Boom!
The cannon fire followed immediately after the alarm. Pirates had appeared offshore.
"Enemies? Let me handle them for you. It'll be a good chance to stretch a little."
Chinjao's head was itching for a fight. Eager to recall his peak years through battle, he charged toward the scent of combat.
Body Technique training focused on the body as a whole. As one of the Rokushiki, Geppo granted a person an ability close to flight and was an inherited technique of the Marines and CP agencies.