To him, that person's image had been so tall and radiant, while the Mu Chen before him was simply unreasonable.
Mu Chen merely waved a hand when he heard Hancock's words, not taking them to heart.
Though this might sound shameless, Hancock, you're so beautiful that any man would find it hard not to like you, wouldn't he?
Hancock lightly tapped the armrest of her throne with her slender fingers, her red lips curling into a dangerous arc.
Admiral Mu Chen, aren't you afraid I'll really turn you to stone for such frivolous words?
Mu Chen lounged lazily in the guest seat, idly toying with a gold coin between his fingers.
Oh? Then why doesn't Miss Hancock give it a try?
Mu Chen knew that a beauty like Hancock, and an Empress besides, would look down on every man except the one she liked.
It could be said that Mu Chen found this mission rather difficult, but he wasn't afraid. He refused to believe it—besides, Hancock couldn't beat him anyway.
At that moment, the coin in Mu Chen's hand traced a graceful arc through the air, catching a ray of sunlight that flashed across Hancock's eyes.
Hancock narrowed her beautiful eyes, then abruptly changed the subject. "The youngest admiral at Marine Headquarters is saying such things to the Pirate Empress. Aren't you afraid it will affect your career if word gets out?"
Mu Chen chuckled, and the coin suddenly vanished from his fingertips.
My career?
I'm already a Marine admiral. What career is there left for me to pursue?
Fleet Admiral?
Or being sent to Holy Land Mary Geoise to serve the Celestial Dragons?
Forget it. This is fine as it is.
The first part of Mu Chen's words was understandable enough, but Hancock truly couldn't comprehend that last sentence.