Lin Ye had noticed their ambush long ago and avoided it in the simplest way possible. Their prideful encirclement was utterly useless before him.
"Ah..." Sengoku let out a heavy sigh, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.
That sigh contained too much helplessness. Lin Ye's strength and intelligence always seemed to exceed their expectations. How were they supposed to deal with an opponent like him? Perhaps no one had an answer to that question.
The sky remained azure, and the sea breeze drifted gently by. The Marines on Punk Hazard were still busily searching, unaware that the person they sought had already silently flown toward the distant North Blue.
This carefully planned ambush had ultimately ended in failure.
"Flamingo, have there been any recent reports about Corazon?" Doflamingo leaned back in his chair, lightly tapping the armrest with his fingers. His golden bangs covered half his face.
"My apologies, Young Master. We have received no news since Corazon took Law to sea." Flamingo lowered his head as he answered. As an officer of the Donquixote Family, he understood Young Master's mood very well.
"Fufufu..." Doflamingo let out his signature laugh, a meaningful smile curling across his lips. "How interesting."
He rose and walked to the window. Sunlight streamed through it and fell upon his sunglasses, reflecting an eerie gleam. His pink feathered coat swayed softly with his movements.
"Tell me, Flamingo." Doflamingo spoke slowly, amusement in his voice. "Don't you find it strange? Ever since Corazon took Law out to sea, the Marines have never once discovered our whereabouts."
Flamingo froze, then his eyes sharpened. "Young Master means..." He had vaguely guessed the answer, but it sent chills down his spine.
"My dear younger brother, Rosinante." Doflamingo sneered, his expression darkening. "There may be a problem with his identity.