Werther smiled when he heard Caesar's words.
"So you won't hand over that fruit? I'm going to get it, one way or another."
Doflamingo said nothing. He could faintly sense something familiar about Werther.
"Who the hell are you? Where's Joker? I already told you, someone ate that fruit."
Caesar was not the man he used to be. Not only did he have Doflamingo's protection, he had recently developed a gas bomb called kR.
The bomb had caught the eye of Kaido, one of the Four Emperors, and Caesar had grown more than a little full of himself.
He even planned to pocket the huge sum of research funding he had taken from Big Mom. The project was unfinished, little more than a half-completed product.
In the past, Caesar would have fled for his life. But with Kaido protecting him, he no longer took Big Mom's threats seriously, much less some stranger on the Den Den Mushi.
"My name is Werther. If you really won't hand over that fruit, I'll have to pay you a 'visit' on Punk Hazard."
Caesar startled at the name Werther and immediately realized who he was speaking to.
"So you're the Thunder Swordsman. Someone really did eat the fruit, but I can send that person to Dressrosa. That's as far as I'll go."
Werther's eyes narrowed. A chilling aura poured from him.
Every member of the Donquixote Family felt the hairs on their back stand on end.
Sugar, who stood closest to Werther, dropped her basket of grapes. Tears welled in her eyes.
The Hobby-Hobby Fruit had left Sugar timid and easily frightened by the things around her.
Doflamingo noticed something was wrong with Sugar too.
"Werther, you're going to scare Sugar half to death."
Werther took a deep breath and slowly drew back the