At dinner, Miss Monday sat pressed against Igaram. The two had been inseparable these past few days. She might have been fierce and overbearing, but he was the only one in her heart. In broad daylight, right in front of everyone, she put a piece of deer penis into his bowl.
"What's that? It's all black and ugly."
Nami had sharp eyes. Miss Monday moved quickly, but Nami still spotted something odd.
"Heh..."
Igaram blushed so hard that Ye Chen could only smile and say nothing. Miss Monday had put him through a lot these past few days, and Ye Chen honestly felt sorry for him.
Igaram was getting on in years. He might have been a man, but he was nowhere near as tough or vigorous as Miss Monday. He was meek and rarely lost his temper; he barely dared to raise his voice. Miss Monday, on the other hand, was a muscle-bound woman no man would dare underestimate.
Just look at those solid muscles. They even twitched now and then. She was like a wild woman, brimming with savage strength—a real tyrannosaurus with a fierce temper and energy to match.
She hadn't earned the name Strongwoman Kong for nothing. Beside her, Ye Chen looked like some delicate pretty boy.
"What are you looking at?"
When she saw everyone staring at Igaram, Miss Monday flared up. She glared at them, her voice booming like thunder. She clearly knew how to protect her man, but no matter how loudly she shouted, she couldn't scare Ye Chen and the others.
"Hahaha! Hey, I hear you're strong. Want to go up against me?" Zoro challenged Miss Monday.
"Huh? You?"
Miss Monday looked sixteen-year-old Zoro up and down, plainly unimpressed.
"Fine, let's do it. When it comes to strength, no man has ever