Standing opposite Ochoku was a man in an open-chested sailor uniform, his exposed skin covered in bizarre painted tattoos, a heavy gold chain hanging from his waist, and his entire right arm replaced with a mechanical prosthetic.
Such attire was hardly unusual on this pirate island full of desperados, but combined with his status as a core member of CP0, it seemed particularly strange.
As though he had not heard the mockery in Ochoku's words at all, the disguised CP0 agent remained expressionless, his voice as cold as ice:
"You've cooperated with the World Government before, so I'll keep this brief. Government personnel will gradually lie low on this island. During this time, tell outsiders that they're newly recruited subordinates of yours. When the time comes, you only need to join forces with us and deal with the Dawn Pirates."
"Oh?"
Ochoku raised a brow, slowly rising from his throne and walking toward the CP0 agent step by step. Nearly five meters tall, his massive body exuded immense pressure, and the ground trembled faintly beneath every step.
"And what do I get?"
"Ten billion Beli," the CP0 agent said coldly.
"Not enough."
Ochoku sneered and stopped before the CP0 agent, looking down at him with disdain filling his single eye.
"Last time I helped you, I only abducted some irrelevant ornament. This time, you want me to deal with a newly risen Four Emperor, someone capable of fighting Newgate to a draw. You think such a paltry sum can move me? Since when did the World Government become so naive?"
"What do you want?"
The CP0 agent fell silent for a moment before looking up and asking. He knew perfectly well that there was no point beating around the bush with an old pirate like this.
Ochoku extended his long