"Death God Ye Chen, bounty: 1.4 billion Beli. Ah-ba-ba-ba-ba... I have to say, you really are worthy opponents."
Haiming grinned and took a few steps forward. Something about him felt familiar to Ye Chen: his outfit was distinctly Chinese.
At first glance, he looked like a stage clown, but there was something so cheerful about him that he was impossible to dislike.
"Watch this, Ye Chen!" Without warning, Haiming's left hand turned into a long horn, and he began playing it with his other hand. The sight was bizarre. He could actually turn his body into an instrument. Intrigued, Ye Chen pricked up his ears to listen, as did everyone else. Only Haiming's companions knew what he was up to.
To be fair, Haiming played well. The music was bold and stirring, a pleasure to hear. Then, out of the corner of his eye, Ye Chen spotted someone behind Haiming smirking to himself.
Ye Chen immediately used Mind Reading. He never used it on women, but men were another matter.
He quickly learned what the man was thinking. Heh, I thought Ye Chen was supposed to be something special. Turns out he hasn't got his guard up at all. The captain isn't playing just for his benefit. He's in for a shock.
Ye Chen grew wary, though he gave no sign of it. After a while, just as the performance reached its most beautiful crescendo, Haiming chopped sharply through the air with his right hand and snapped his mouth shut. "Record Scratch Slash!"
An invisible sound wave slashed toward Ye Chen's abdomen without warning, like a blade no one could see. But Ye Chen was ready. He had already pushed his Observation Haki to its limit, and the instant the surrounding air stirred, he activated his Body-Protection Divine Skill.
**Golden