Goodbye, Sanji

"What exactly do you want?" Li Ziming looked at Reiju. He did not believe the woman before him had no ulterior motive. If she wanted to work with him, she must need him to do something.

"I know you have a gift for weapons. But what do you think of life?" Reiju watched him, her expression unreadable.

"Life?" Li Ziming had no idea why she had suddenly thrown a philosophical question at him. She did not look as though she was joking, though. She seemed quite serious about it.

"What do you mean by that?" Li Ziming frowned. "And why are you asking me?"

"Never mind..." Reiju shook her head. "Get ready for tomorrow. My idiot brother should visit Cosette in the medical room, so there's a good chance you'll run into him if you go there. Think about what you're going to do when you see him."

Li Ziming wanted to say more, but Reiju had already vanished. He activated Observation Haki, yet he still could not sense her. It seemed she really had left.

His Observation Haki did tell him the cooks were nearly back. Li Ziming quickly wrapped the bandages around his face.

The others who worked in the kitchen trickled back in. Some looked at Li Ziming with pity, others with mockery, but even those who pitied him did not come over to speak to him. Dong Hema was the only one who approached, bringing him some food.

"Thank you..." Li Ziming nodded to Dong Hema. "Sorry for the trouble."

"It's nothing. How are you feeling, though? Can you still work?" Dong Hema asked worriedly. At the mention of work, the others grew uneasy too. Big Mom would not care whether one person or all of them had failed to finish the job. If they got