The Holy Land, Mary Geoise. The Five Elders' chamber!
The room was utterly silent. Even the guards far down the corridor could feel the extraordinary pressure hanging over it.
Such a scene was rare. Only a handful of people could make the Five Elders this tense. Golden Lion Shiki was one. Dragon of the Revolutionary Army was another. But now they had to add one more name: Ye Chen!
The bald elder spoke first. "We thought Akainu would surely finish him off when he went after him personally two years ago. Who would've thought the brat would get lucky and be rescued out of nowhere? We still haven't uncovered Koshiro's full background, but we can at least confirm he's had secret dealings with the Revolutionary Army all along. He's on the enemy's side."
The robed elder said nothing. He gripped a Famous Sword tightly in his hand. When the bald elder mentioned Ye Chen, he nudged the blade out with his thumb. A dazzling flash filled the chamber, and the temperature suddenly seemed to drop.
Their hair and beards had gone white with age, but the presence of these five men was no weaker than that of the Navy's three Admirals.
"That vicious brat must be eliminated as soon as possible."
The robed elder rose abruptly from the sofa. He took a single light Kongming forward, and the bluestone beneath his feet cracked and popped. "I hope Sengoku doesn't disappoint us again this time."
Ye Chen had roamed free all this time, and the Five Elders had come under enormous pressure. The scoldings they had received from the Celestial Dragons alone had been more than enough to deal with.
They might have seemed to sit at the very top, with power and prestige to spare, but only they knew the