Monet had never dreamed Ye Chen's sword could be so fast. The instant its tip touched her throat, she closed her eyes in resignation.
"Heh..."
Ye Chen's gentle laugh reached her ears. Monet stood still and silently waited for death.
In the distance, Pica and the others were stunned. Even Doflamingo's eyes widened in anger. He wanted to rush over, but Moria was still beside him. Besides, at that distance, no amount of speed would get him there in time.
"Monet..."
The members of the Donquixote Family cried out in alarm.
"Hm?"
After waiting a moment, Monet grew puzzled. She opened her eyes and saw that Ye Chen had taken his sword away from her neck.
"Why?"
Seeing Ye Chen walk toward Doflamingo with his swords hanging at his sides, Monet couldn't help asking.
"Women aren't meant to be killed!"
Ye Chen stopped and answered with a solemn expression. The women present had barely begun to think better of him when he added, "They're meant to be wooed!"
"How disgusting!"
Even Nami, hiding behind the crowd, stuck out her tongue and pretended to gag.
"Moria, are you satisfied now? Your people have left!"
Doflamingo angrily tore his gaze from Ye Chen, turned to Moria, and pressed him for an answer.
"What? You can't wait a little longer? As their captain, I have to make sure they're safe. I don't trust you, flamingo!"
Moria let out a rasping laugh and ignored the Seastone Handcuffs on the ground.
His reason sounded fair enough: he wanted to make sure Perona and the others got away safely.
But Doflamingo was nearly beside himself with rage. Ye Chen kept provoking him right before his eyes, and his anger had long since caught fire. He couldn't bear to wait another moment.
Yet with Moria refusing to