That Kind of Strong Person? No Way

Bounty hunters naturally cared most about bounties.

But what the hell was with the number before his eyes?

He counted it with a dazed expression.

Three billion Beli.

Was this bounty for real?

Wait!

Madman Lin Ye.

Finally recovering from the shock of the bounty, the bounty hunter raised his gaze to the unmistakable photograph on the wanted poster.

Gulp!

He swallowed with difficulty.

"Someone that important couldn't possibly come here, right?"

Forcing out a smile, the burly bounty hunter spoke.

Everyone else was confused by the pair's behavior.

What was going on?

"Haha, hahahaha, haha, that's definitely impossible. A strong person like that couldn't possibly appear here."

The burly bounty hunter scratched his head and laughed, then stuffed the wanted poster back into its owner's hands and headed for the ship docked at the pier.

"I just remembered that my wife told me to come home for dinner. I'm leaving first."

The crowd stared wide-eyed.

"Blood Knife Louie, you don't even have a wife! Who the hell told you to go home for dinner?"

Someone shouted after him, but Louie, who was running toward his ship with his back to them, only sped up. In a few strides, he reached his vessel, untied the mooring rope, and rowed away like mad.

The others looked at one another.

What had gotten into him?

Then, a group of people surrounded the bounty hunter who was standing there in a daze, clutching his own wanted poster.

Inside the port.

"It's that expensive?"

Robin stared wide-eyed at the shop owner, her face full of shock.

"Of course. This isn't a Four Blues version of the pointer!"

The shop owner glanced at the pointer on Robin's wrist and spoke as though this were perfectly ordinary.

People from the Four Blues were always like