Clever Yamato, Death of Chikara

The expected scene of flying blood did not appear.

The short sword caught on the surface of Yamato's highly resilient skin, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch further.

Yamato cast a cold glance in Ochoku's direction, suddenly unleashing her Busoshoku Haki to blast away the short sword wedged at her throat.

Ochoku was startled, hurriedly retreating backward.

It wasn't as though he had never seen someone whose skin reached such a degree of resilience; back when the Rocks Pirates were still active, he had witnessed this astonishing trait many times in Kaido and Charlotte Linlin.

The problem, however, was that Charlotte Linlin's first few children had been born right here on Hachinosu Island, and not a single one of them had inherited this terrifying skin resilience.

That bastard Kaido—is his bloodline really that overbearing? Can something like this even be inherited?

Ochoku muttered under his breath, not daring to linger for a single second as he immediately activated his ability to teleport away.

His position was already exposed, and staying here any longer was far too dangerous.

The moment he left his spot, a surging wave of fire engulfed the area where he had just been, scorching the ground pitch-black.

Looking at that charred ground, Stussy arched her brows in anger, feeling deeply displeased:

That old bastard runs really fast!

She quickly communicated the news of Ochoku's appearance and disappearance through the mental group chat, instructing the others to keep an eye out for his movements.

Then she spun around and left, beginning to search everywhere.

Affected by the secret technique that suppressed presence, she could not use Observation Haki to find Ochoku, leaving her to scour the town using the most primitive method.

Realizing that her ruse to draw out the enemy had not achieved its