Killing Weapon

"Damn, that old man really hit hard." Li Ziming rubbed the bruises on his face. "Couldn't he have gone a little easier?"

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? You actually dared to provoke Golden Lion! Do you even know how strong Golden Lion is?" Perona held a tray bearing medicine, bandages, and the like.

"It's precisely because I know how strong Golden Lion is that I want to bring him aboard my ship. I've already found plenty of helpers for this operation." Li Ziming picked up a bottle of medicine and carelessly smeared it over himself.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Perona snatched the medicine from him irritably and began treating his wounds.

"Thanks." Li Ziming was not embarrassed in the slightest. Instead, he stretched his body out as much as possible.

"Your recovery ability really is impressive, brat." Golden Lion walked in. "Looks like I went too easy on you earlier."

"Please spare me, old sir. You nearly shattered every bone in my body." Li Ziming spoke helplessly.

"Hmph, weren't you capable, brat? Keep acting tough." Golden Lion looked immensely pleased with himself.

"Come on, showing off like this in front of a junior really damages your image." Li Ziming curled his lip, thoroughly disdainful of someone who had beaten another person and then come to gloat before his victim.

"Tch. Now you understand what needs to be done, don't you? Even if Newgate and I join forces, we might not be able to retreat unscathed against the Navy." Golden Lion sat down and stared at Li Ziming.

"Um, I'll be leaving first." Perona knew she had no place in a matter like this, so she packed up Li Ziming's treatment supplies and headed out.

"That girl's not bad." Golden Lion nodded, apparently quite satisfied.

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