That night, Hancock drank to drown her sorrows. Bleary-eyed, she lay on the bed countless men dreamed of sharing, her body so limp she had no strength left. Even her cool, alluring eyes had lost their proud, captivating light.
No matter how proud and aloof she appeared before others, once Hancock returned to her empty palace, she could not stop thinking about the boy who had driven the dagger in her hand into his own chest at the Beast Arena.
"That kid's this strong?"
Even after Ye Chen returned to shore, Lucky Roux still had not recovered from the shock.
He had thought Ye Chen's rooftop acrobatics in the streets were astonishing enough. He had never imagined the boy could move through the sea as though walking on solid ground.
Shanks was stunned too. He had been so focused on saving Luffy that panic had overtaken him. If Ye Chen had not killed that ferocious Sea King, the consequences were unthinkable.
"I'd better get going. I still owe Makino for dinner."
Without stopping to chat, Ye Chen waved hurriedly to the others, Higuma's head in hand, and ran off.
Ye Chen searched for a long time before finding a tiny Marine Branch in town.
Because this was Vice Admiral Garp's hometown, the island was peaceful and troublemakers rarely appeared. The Marines had been stationed there for ages without seeing anyone come to collect a bounty.
"Hey, who are you? Stop right there!"
The guards at the entrance saw Ye Chen running toward them, covered in blood and carrying a grisly severed head. They all went rigid with fright, and the more timid Marines' legs began to shake.
When the Marines raised their guns, Ye Chen chuckled, stopped, and held up the head. "I'm here to collect a bounty. This