Doflamingo's thoughts raced. He knew full well how terrifying the Four Emperors before him was, yet he still forced himself to remain calm. "Since you're here, Lord Lin Ye, how about I host a banquet for you?"
"Fufufu... After all, this is a rare opportunity!" Doflamingo said with a strange laugh.
Pica and the others exchanged looks. Was the young master trying to stall for time?
But what unsettled them even more was that Lin Ye's calm gaze seemed capable of seeing through everything.
Trebol licked his lips with his sticky tongue, secretly calculating. As long as the young master could keep Lin Ye occupied, they might still have a chance...
But when he recalled Lin Ye cleaving Minion Island apart with a single slash, he could not help shuddering.
"Why not?" Lin Ye glanced at Doflamingo with a faint, knowing smile.
This response made Pica and Diamante look at each other, both seeing the unease in the other's eyes.
Before long, a lavish banquet had been prepared aboard Doflamingo's flagship.
Crystal chandeliers refracted dazzling light, the long table was covered in all kinds of exquisite dishes, and fine wine was plentiful.
Doflamingo sat at the head of the table, surrounded by the family's officers.
Although everything appeared harmonious on the surface, everyone could feel the tense atmosphere hanging in the air.
"Lord Lin Ye, please have some wine." Doflamingo raised his glass, his eyes narrowing slightly behind his golden sunglasses.
He secretly calculated that as long as he could stall for enough time, whether it was the Marines or that traitorous younger brother Corazon, someone would eventually come and disrupt things.
Then, once the situation became chaotic, there might still be an opportunity...
However, Lin Ye's next words completely shattered his plans.
"Doflamingo, how about trying this grilled meat?"