Despite Feitan's words, Chrollo remained good-natured. "I was only curious. If you'd rather not talk about it, I won't ask."
Chrollo was this good-natured? Why didn't I believe that?
Luo Ye eyed him suspiciously. Was Chrollo keeping score, planning to settle it all later?
He really couldn't believe the future leader of the Phantom Troupe had a temper this mild, taking a torrent of insults without getting angry.
But whatever Chrollo was thinking, Luo Ye wasn't about to undermine his teammate. At most, he would give Chrollo a way to move on.
"Let's change the subject," Luo Ye said. "We only took this place from Rasa a short while ago, yet you found us so quickly. You wanted this house too, didn't you?"
He'd barely had time to eat hot pot after taking the house before Uvogin and the others showed up. Even with food scarce in Meteor City, that was far too fast. There was only one explanation.
Chrollo had already set his sights on the house, only for Luo Ye to beat him to it.
Uvogin glared at him. "In Meteor City, houses have always gone to whoever has the stronger fists! What, did you think taking one meant you wouldn't have to defend it?"
Earlier, the electric shock had left him too numb to speak, and Nobunaga had even had to help him walk. Now that he'd finally recovered, he was ready to vent his anger.
If Chrollo hadn't still needed to talk with them, Uvogin would have picked a fight right then and there!
Luo Ye raised an eyebrow. "So you're saying you want to take it by force."
If that was the case, he wouldn't hold back.
Even if Chrollo was the future leader of the Phantom Troupe, Luo Ye would fight him if he