"Hahaha." Shen Mo heard Tsunade's words and couldn't help laughing a few times before saying unhurriedly, "Do you really think that, with strength like mine, I could still have my personality swayed by power?"
"Hmm." Tsunade blinked and said hesitantly, "Probably... not?"
"You can have a little more confidence." Shen Mo shook his head with a smile, picked up a white jade wine cup, and held it out to Tsunade. "Whatever I am is what I am, whether it's me now or me sitting upon the throne."
To Shen Mo, power had always been merely a means.
In truth, he hadn't devoted much effort to increasing his strength. After all, he had plenty of Trading Points, so his power kept growing on its own.
Even he himself could no longer estimate just how strong he had become.
"I don't understand it anyway." Tsunade poured Shen Mo a cup of wine, tapped her cup against the rim of his, drained it in one gulp, and began pouring out her grievances. "Everyone is striving for strength. Whoever is stronger can accomplish whatever they want, and whether it was in the past or now, it seems like nothing has really changed."
Strength meant lofty status.
That point seemed never to have changed.
But Shen Mo merely shook his head and smiled in a certain direction. "Has nothing really changed?"
Following his gaze, Tsunade saw her younger brother Nawaki pestering Nami and arguing with Sanji, the chef in a black suit and top hat.
"That bastard is bullying my little brother again!" Tsunade's wine cup was crushed in an instant. She then sprang to her feet and started toward them furiously.
"If you go over there, you'll only make Nawaki even more embarrassed." Shen Mo spoke casually. "After all, that boy's dream is to