When Ye Chen entered the Banquet Hall without a second thought, Little Zhuge nodded approvingly. Swirling his wineglass, he murmured, "He's got guts, all right. No wonder he's the man who gives the government and the Holy Land such headaches!"
In truth, Luo could have left when the doors opened. He hadn't, because he believed Ye Chen would keep his word. If Ye Chen said he would come in, he would.
Once Ye Chen entered, Luo explained, "This Banquet Hall is spacious, nearly two thousand square meters. We have fifty people; they have three hundred and fifty. I haven't seen an Admiral yet, but we still can't let our guard down."
As Luo spoke, Ye Chen quickly swept his gaze around the hall. Luo had been observant: more than three hundred experts sent by Little Zhuge were inside. Four of the Five Elders were there, along with Assassins from Dragon Mansion and a hundred-member assassination squad supplied by the Underworld Forces. Other members of the Royal Family had sent plenty of reinforcements as well.
They had more than three hundred people, and none of them looked weak.
When Ye Chen came in, the members of the Grim Reaper Pirates and the Revolutionary Army gathered around him. Cabaji and the others came running over too, carrying the unconscious Buggy. At the sight of Ye Chen, Cabaji looked as though he'd found his savior. Tears welled in his eyes, and he nearly dropped to his knees. "Captain Ye Chen, please, you've got to get us out of here!"
A gleam appeared in Mr. 3's eyes as he looked at Ye Chen. Now's the time to make good use of Ye Chen's strength.
Ye Chen gave a cold snort. "I'm no savior. What happened to Buggy? He's still sleeping at a time like