Fujitora and Doflamingo's Confrontation

"What do you mean?" Doflamingo was now surrounded by a dangerous aura, yet the smile on his lips had not faded; the corners of his mouth remained raised.

Fujitora gripped the hilt of his cane tightly.

"That would be the complete abolition of the Seven Warlords of the Sea system."

The moment Doflamingo heard that, he abruptly raised his head, his gaze turning dangerous and serious.

"If the case of pirates seizing a country in some nation is ignored and allowed to continue unchecked, then I fear it may create another dark kingdom like the one beneath this old man's feet."

Doflamingo's expression suddenly turned solemn, and the smile at the corner of his lips vanished.

"The Marines, the Seven Warlords, the Four Emperors—have you considered what will happen to the balance between the three great powers?"

"Well, unless we break it, who can predict what will happen? That is why—"

"That is why?" A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Doflamingo's mouth.

"If you commit too many evil deeds..." Before Fujitora could finish, Doflamingo suddenly kicked at him. Fujitora swiftly blocked the blow with his cane. As the two stood locked against each other, the surrounding windows trembled continuously.

"Your head will only become more and more valuable, Heavenly Yaksha," Fujitora continued.

The two remained locked in confrontation. "Why do I get the feeling you want to get rid of me, a future threat, as soon as possible?" Doflamingo once again put on that smiling expression as he spoke with a grin.

"Calm yourself. For now, we should coexist peacefully. This old man only wishes to protect your country. No matter what unsightly maladies this country may reveal afterward, this old man is blind and cannot see them. Rest assured, this is the year of the World