But Ye Chen went on. "No one in the world dares interfere with this, right? No one dares cross the World Government. These Slaves are being sent to the Holy Land for the Celestial Dragons' amusement. No matter how reckless someone is, they wouldn't dare get involved."
The nobles nodded repeatedly. One mustered the courage to reply, "If you know that, why did you free those Slaves? We've already notified the nearby Marines. Vice Admiral Strawberry will be here soon. If you help us now, we'll put in a good word for you. We won't let him give you any trouble."
"What? Who did you say? Strawberry?"
Ye Chen thought he had misheard and quickly asked again.
"Yes, Strawberry. He's a vice admiral from the Marine Headquarters."
Thinking Ye Chen was frightened, the noble puffed out his chest and smiled smugly.
"Strawberry. Good. Let him come. I'm not just going to interfere with this Slave trade. If he's in such a hurry to die, I'll oblige him too."
Ye Chen gritted his teeth, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes. He had plenty of scores to settle with Strawberry, old and new. It was time to end them.
Strawberry had been one of the five vice admirals involved in the Buster Call on Ohara. Later, acting on the Celestial Dragons' orders, he had nearly killed Ye Chen and Lucci. If Ye Chen hadn't been so lucky, he would have been dead long ago.
"What?"
Ye Chen showed no fear or panic. If anything, he looked excited. Worried the young man had lost his mind, the noble hurriedly warned him, "You do realize he's a vice admiral from the Marine Headquarters?"
Ye Chen nodded. "Small fry wouldn't interest me. A vice admiral? That's more like it!"
Then, with an impatient shake