Spoon Aunt's Kindness

Ye Chen had been thinking about those Slaves the whole time. Several times, he had wanted to leave the bar, but Spoon Aunt stopped him each time. "Ghost, if you dare leave here, I'll sell that woman. WWWCOM"

At first, Ye Chen had truly feared that Spoon Aunt would do it. But that night, after he had dozed off and awakened in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard strange sounds coming from next door. Pretending he needed to relieve himself, he got up and crept to Spoon Aunt's door. Pressing his ear against it, he listened carefully and nearly burst out laughing, his cheeks puffing up. There was actually a man in the room, and the two were getting intimate on the bed. The commotion was quite loud. He truly had not expected Spoon Aunt, who looked rather old, to be so vigorous.

Ye Chen wanted to push open a crack in the door and take a look. The door was not shut tightly at all, so he curiously poked his head through the gap. A man with graying temples was pressing hard against Spoon Aunt. Her face was flushed as she gazed tenderly at the man above her, calling out indistinctly. From time to time, she even clenched her fists and lightly pounded him a few times.

Ye Chen guessed that this man was probably Spoon Aunt's husband. After secretly enjoying the spectacle, he suddenly froze. The man picked up a book from the bedside, flipped through it a few times, then changed positions and resumed rolling around with Spoon Aunt.

"That is..." Ye Chen jolted in shock and hurriedly reached into his clothes. Yet The Plum in the Golden Vase, which had clearly been hidden against his chest, was gone.

"That bastard actually stole my treasure."

Ye Chen really wanted to rush in and settle the score with that middle-aged man. But just as he was about to lose his temper, the man suddenly spoke. "Shakky, you deliberately kept those two here, didn't you?"

"Hm?" Ye Chen was startled and immediately pricked up his ears to listen.

Spoon Aunt sighed. "Those two are both survivors of Ohara. Especially that Ghost—he is no ordinary person. Earlier, he somehow ended up in Impel Down and even released Golden Lion. The two swords he carries were gifts from Golden Lion as well. I recognized them at a glance: Oto and Kogarashi, the famous swords Golden Lion never parted with. Rayleigh, don't you find that strange? Why would Golden Lion give two renowned swords to him for no reason? Besides, Whitebeard had someone send him to Sabaody. Two incredible monsters are both connected to Ye Chen. This Ghost must be anything but simple. Hard had just landed on Sabaody, yet he was already asking where the Holy Land was. I was afraid he wanted to rescue those Slaves, so I had no choice but to keep the two of them here for now. Otherwise, who knows what enormous trouble this Ghost might cause if he went out."

Rayleigh did not stop moving. He nodded approvingly, then lifted Shakky's legs and began another round of vigorous thrusting.

Ye Chen curled his lip and muttered inwardly, Fine. Since you mean well, I'll give you that book.

This book was a treasure to men. It contained illustrations and text, vividly depicting the intimate affairs between men and women in exact detail. Anyone who read it could benefit greatly. In his previous life, Ye Chen had studied it quite a bit. Now that he was too young, it was not particularly useful for him to keep. He had not expected this Rayleigh to be a fellow enthusiast as well.

Ye Chen had guessed correctly. Aside from his mysterious strength, Rayleigh had two other hobbies: women and fine liquor. In the Original Work, Rayleigh had once said, "I only like young, beautiful girls!"

Though he often went out to fool around, Rayleigh and Shakky shared a deep bond. As a man, having such an understanding woman by his side naturally filled him with gratitude. Every few days, he would return to Shakky's side to fulfill his "duties."

However, Ye Chen had no idea when Rayleigh had stolen The Plum in the Golden Vase from him. He had not been sleeping deeply, and his senses were far beyond ordinary. Yet Rayleigh had still taken it without making a sound. From that alone, Ye Chen knew Rayleigh was very strong.

Since Shakky had acted out of kindness, Ye Chen finally relaxed. Thinking of that girl filled him with guilt. Since he could not sleep anyway, he simply tidied himself up and secretly left Spoon Aunt's bar.

A waning moon hung high among the branches, with cold stars scattered across the sky. The night was deep, and the frigid wind made people shiver. But it meant nothing to Ye Chen. Compared to the savage snowstorms of Freezing Hell, it was not worth mentioning.

Under the dim moonlight, Ye Chen raced all the way there and reached the Auction House in less than half an hour. He knew those Slaves had to still be locked inside. The Auction House resembled a massive sphere, sealed up tight. Many guards stood watch outside, and Slaves wearing collars were even patrolling the area.

Ye Chen was puzzled as to why. Suddenly, a guard leaning by the entrance disdainfully ordered a Slave, "Don't slack off. Keep your eyes open. If anything happens here, your head will explode immediately."

As he spoke, the guard shook a button in his hand. Ye Chen immediately understood. These guards were truly despicable—they had Slaves guarding Slaves. It was obvious that these Slaves were all very strong, but if any of them dared disobey, then no matter how terrifying their strength was, a press of that button would still blow their heads apart.

The night wind was freezing. Although the guards were slacking off and leaving patrol duties to the powerful Slaves, they were not fools. Every guard held a button that could trigger an explosion at any moment.

As soon as Ye Chen approached, while he was figuring out how to climb inside, a Slave suddenly looked in his direction with eyes like a wild wolf's. Ye Chen was startled and hurriedly retreated. The Slave charged after him like a cheetah. Ye Chen cursed under his breath and turned to run. That Slave's senses were far too sharp. Ye Chen had not made the slightest sound, yet he had still been discovered.

Ye Chen circled the Auction House from afar and sadly discovered that he had no chance at all of getting in. Since the Slaves inside were to be escorted to the Holy Land, security here was several times tighter than usual. Even the Dragon People of Sabaody were not allowed to touch the Slaves inside. The Marines alone had deployed the forces of an entire division to guard the place.

Hunting Squad + powerful controlled Slaves + an entire Marine division + the guards watching over the Auction House—those defenses alone made the Auction House as impregnable as a fortress. Ye Chen shook his head and could only turn back. When he returned to the bar and had just climbed in through the window, he was shocked to find Spoon Aunt standing by it, smoking.

"You little brat, you've got some nerve. Sneaking off to the Auction House in the dead of night." Spoon Aunt cursed and raised her hand to smack Ye Chen on the head.

"How did you know?" Ye Chen clutched his head and stared at Spoon Aunt in disbelief. Spoon Aunt smiled. "Who do you think Spoon Aunt is? I even noticed you peeking from behind the door."

"Ah..." Ye Chen swayed in shock, then dropped to the floor with a thud.