Kneeling

"Sorry for the trouble..." Li Ziming sat up again. Beside him was Mansherry, princess of the Tontatta Tribe.

"It's all right, but your body's in terrible shape. You really should rest..." Mansherry said worriedly.

"I'm fine..." Li Ziming shook his head. "That guy may be down, but I won't be able to eat or sleep until we get a collar on him..."

"A collar? You're going to spare him?" Luo staggered over to Li Ziming. "Room!" Li Ziming felt the pooled blood inside him drain away and his broken bones shift back into place.

"Thanks. That feels much better..." Li Ziming smiled.

"Leave it to me..." Issho suddenly approached, and Luo tensed at once.

"Don't worry, don't worry. He's not here to—" Before Li Ziming could finish, Issho appeared beside him and punched him on the head. "You little punk! Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? You're lucky it was me who came. If it had been anyone else, you damned pirates would all be dead!"

"Turns out our luck wasn't bad, right?" Li Ziming scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "That punch really hurt, though..."

"You're lucky I didn't use my sword..." Issho walked toward Luo. Luo was stunned by the strange exchange. From the sound of it, Issho and Li Ziming knew each other well.

"Wait, you two..." Luo felt he had underestimated Li Ziming.

"Well, I'm not here on any special assignment, but take a look if you're interested..." Issho sighed and pointed toward the screen.

"Uh..." Li Ziming said helplessly. "I know you meant to point at the screen, but right now you're pointing at a pile of rubble..."

"Hahaha! Must you always call me out, you little punk? As for Donquixote Doflamingo, I'll take him with me..." Issho laughed as he