With his face being slapped around in such humiliation, Doflamingo would have torn the other party to pieces at any other time. But when facing this man, he concealed all the unwillingness and humiliation in his eyes behind his sunglasses, not daring to voice the slightest objection.
"Mr... Mr. Oak must be joking!"
"I've always been sensible and low-key. How could I possibly be arrogant?"
"Someone must be slandering me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Admiral Kaido. I still do business with Admiral Kaido!"
Before Oak arrived at this high ground, Doflamingo had already read the newspaper several times with meticulous care, not missing a single word. From it, he had gleaned some information: this man had a good relationship with Kaido.
As luck would have it, he and Kaido were business partners, and the two sides interacted closely. So he brought up Kaido at once, hoping to gain some standing before this man.
Oak saw through his little scheme, and the corner of his mouth curled upward.
Using Kaido to prop yourself up? Is that useful?
Even if Kaido were here today and knew Oak was about to attack Doflamingo, he would probably twist Doflamingo's head off first and obediently deliver it into Oak's hands, adding, "How could I trouble you to do it yourself, big brother?"
Oak ignored Doflamingo's meek attitude. After all, he was a dead man, and there was nothing worth discussing with him. His gaze passed over Doflamingo and landed on the people behind him.
He swept his eyes across all the members of the Donquixote Family. He merely glanced at the others, but his gaze lingered on three of them.
One was a young woman dressed as a maid. She wore a burgundy dress, had long black wavy hair, and a