Mu Chen's words were like a dull punch, leaving Borsalino at a loss for words.
He awkwardly scratched his hair. His sunglasses slipped down to the tip of his nose, and his exposed eyes were full of guilt. "Oh dear, weren't there too many people in the hallway?"
"I came in through the window... Besides, the Fleet Admiral's office has such a nice view. I wanted to enjoy the scenery."
Mu Chen was truly speechless at Borsalino's words. The man really had no shame. Did enjoying the scenery require hiding outside the window to eavesdrop on other people?
Mu Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
Borsalino coughed twice, then slowly walked to the center of the office and found himself a chair. Crossing his legs, he resumed that carefree, slovenly demeanor, as though nothing had happened.
"Alright, alright, I admit I came here on purpose. The things you and Kuzan were talking about were just too intriguing. I wanted to hear what you planned to do."
Borsalino truly was curious. Faced with suppression from the Five Elders and the World Government, what would Mu Chen, the newly appointed Fleet Admiral, do?
"So? Now that you've heard it, are you going to report me?"
Since Borsalino had already heard it, Mu Chen was not afraid of him reporting anything. If Borsalino had intended to report him, he would have done so long ago. After all, Borsalino's relationship with the Revolutionary Army and Dragon was rather unclear, and Mu Chen had known that for a long time.
In fact, Mu Chen had long wanted to speak with Borsalino first. He simply had not expected Borsalino to come knocking on his own.
At that moment, hearing Mu Chen's words, Borsalino immediately put on an innocent expression. "Oh dear,