I'm Not Done Yet

"Golden Lion... Golden Lion!"

The Celestial Dragons' subordinates and CP2 knew perfectly well how much weight that name carried. If possible, they absolutely did not want to get involved with that man.

"Golden Lion" Shiki, the user of the Float-Float Fruit and known as the Floating Man, could make himself or objects fly through the air, earning him the nickname "Flying Pirate."

Captain of the Flying Pirate Crew and Admiral of the Golden Lion Pirate Fleet, he was a great pirate who stood alongside Gol D. Roger and "Whitebeard" Edward Newgate. He wielded the two famed swords, Oto and Kogarashi.

Because of his ability to fly, he could attack in all sorts of ways, so many forces avoided provoking him.

They whispered among themselves, unsure whether they should make an enemy of the man before them.

"All of you, get him! A mere Golden Lion can't threaten me!" Saint Rasgard's nose nearly twisted with rage when he saw his subordinates stop attacking.

He did not know who Golden Lion was. He only knew that his parents had told him since childhood that no one could threaten the Celestial Dragons. If anyone did, that person should be made to disappear.

"Pah... What a bunch of useless trash." He had never expected these useless fools, who were only fit to guard the door, to succeed anyway. CP2 was still here to make a move; these guys were merely there to pad the numbers.

Saint Rasgard kept his gaze fixed on Selena. The greed and possessiveness in his eyes made her feel uncomfortable all over, and she unconsciously licked her lips.

"Mine... all mine!"

Selena's pupils shrank. Somewhat frightened, she burrowed into Jin An's arms, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Jin An wore an expression that said he had expected this. The World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons, possessed unrivaled authority in this world. If they gave up just because they heard a title, they would not be Celestial Dragons.

"If you're not afraid of dying, then come at me. I don't care who you are."

CP2 and the guards slowly closed in on Jin An, vicious glints flickering in their eyes.

"Bang!"

As they drew closer, the CP2 agents attacked almost simultaneously. Powerful force gathered in their hands as palms capable of splitting boulders slammed toward Jin An's head.

The moment the CP0 agents moved, they displayed remarkable coordination, directly sealing off every possible route Jin An could take.

Jin An's expression did not change in the face of their attacks. He simply shielded Selena in his arms, preparing to take the attacks with his body.

"Don't worry about me!" When Selena saw Jin An using his body to block the attacks for her, her eyes reddened uncontrollably as she cried out hoarsely.

Jin An glanced at her and thought, I'll be fine taking these attacks head-on, but you might not be.

"Bang!!"

The palms struck Jin An's body, and dull thuds rang through the auction house. Yet at the instant the attacks landed, the relaxed expressions of the CP2 agents changed.

The recoil from his body made their palms ache faintly. What shocked them most was that he slowly straightened up as though nothing had happened.

"This guy isn't easy to deal with. Don't hold back anymore!"

After that brief exchange, the CP2 agents had realized that Jin An was far stronger than any of them. However, because he was holding someone, he could not actively counterattack them in a life-or-death battle.

"Take my club!"

The burly masked man radiated killing intent as he swung a thick wooden club and charged at Jin An with a roar. His eyes were filled with frenzy and brutality, as though he wanted to crush Jin An into pulp.

Another man held a longsword. Ruthlessness and resolve showed in his cold eyes as he attacked Jin An fiercely alongside the club wielder without hesitation.

Their attacks closed in on Jin An almost instantly, carrying immense force and aimed directly at vital points. Neither of them held back in the slightest.

At the same time, a nimble masked man with an elusive figure, his eyes sly and sinister, held a sharp dagger. With light steps, he silently circled behind Jin An like a cunning fox, seemingly intending to deliver a fatal blow.

Facing the three men's savage and vicious assault, Jin An stomped the ground and shot into the air in an instant, looking down at them from above.

Their attacks missed, and the three men looked up in shock at the two figures in the air. They had not seen his movements at all.

But their shock did not last long before it turned into cries of agony.

"Ah! What did you do?!" The CP2 agents dropped the weapons in their hands. Blood sprayed from their severed arms onto the floor, dyeing the surrounding area red.

Jin An lowered the leg he had kicked out. "I saw you were having such a hard time holding those weapons that your foreheads were sweating, so I helped lighten your burden."

"How dare you? We're CP2!" To avoid losing too much blood, they clutched their continuously bleeding stumps and staggered backward.

Seeing the three men trying to retreat, Jin An's gaze flashed. He suddenly took two steps forward, lifted both legs off the ground, and kicked lightning-fast at their chests.

"Bang!"

Three human-shaped holes appeared in three different walls of the auction house. The voices of the CP2 agents grew fainter and fainter until they vanished.

The other Celestial Dragon guards watching from the side turned at the sound. Their mouths twitched when they saw the three gaping holes in the walls and the severed hands scattered across the floor.

"Alright, your turn."

Having dealt with three pieces of trash, Jin An was in a good mood as his gaze swept over the guards around him.

One man had faced three powerful CP0 agents alone and beaten them so thoroughly that they could not even fight back. The man before them was not someone ordinary guards like them could handle.

At that thought, the guards regretted it to the core. They could not help kneeling to beg for mercy. His strength left them unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

"Die, you ignorant mongrels!"

As the guards kneeling on the ground looked on in despair, Saint Rasgard grinned viciously and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Flames burst from the muzzle, and bullets cut through the air, leaving beautiful trails behind them. The auction house fell silent.

Everyone widened their eyes and watched the bullets. In that instant, it seemed as if time had frozen. Everyone in the auction house held their breath, watching to see whether they would strike Jin An's body.

"A cheap shot?"

Under everyone's gaze, Jin An raised a hand. It was as though time had frozen at that moment. The guards' eyes were wide, and one could almost hear them holding their breath.

He lightly pinched his fingers together as though plucking a string, precisely catching the bullet flying toward him before casually tossing it to the ground.

"Catching bullets barehanded?!"

The guards' faces were filled with shock and despair. Their last hope had been completely crushed. They had believed that bullet would be a deadly weapon, but now it had become a deadly threat to themselves.

The bullets had been their final sliver of hope. They had hoped that this attack would defeat the man holding the mermaid, but reality was so cruel.

They realized that this man not only possessed astonishing strength and composure, but also seemed to wield some mysterious power beyond that of ordinary people. Their plan had completely fallen apart.

Jin An's gaze remained as calm as still water. "Is that all?"

"Send a few more. I'm not done yet."