The door to Suite One had been put back in place.
Though twisted into a pretzel, it could at least keep some of the bloody stench outside.
Luo Ye slipped both hands into his pockets.
He swaggered back into the living room.
He casually stuffed the compensation bill covered in zeros into his beach shorts pocket.
Killua sat on the carpet.
His game controller lay discarded beside him.
He looked at Luo Ye's smug, punchable expression, as if he had returned laden with spoils.
"You really went and tore that prince's door off?"
Killua asked in a low voice.
"I... don't even know what to say."
Luo Ye walked over to the sofa.
He flopped onto it, limbs sprawled.
"His pet dog knocked over my soda."
"What's wrong with making him pay me back at full price?"
Luo Ye let out an enormous yawn.
Shizuku considerately walked over.
She handed him another chilled can of soda.
Luo Ye pulled the tab open with one hand.
The bubbles hissed.
He tilted his head back and took a huge gulp. The icy liquid slid down his throat into his stomach, sending a shiver through him. So good~~~
Now this was living.
Just then.
Inside a sealed surveillance room on the Black Whale's lower decks.
The atmosphere had grown unbearably tense.
Several core members of the Hunter Association's Zodiacs had gathered there.
Cheadle's eyes were fixed on the surveillance screens on the wall.
Two clips were playing on them.
One showed the lower-level hall.
Luo Ye swung a heavy machine gun with one hand, smashing a Mafia Boss into a sheet-metal crate.
The other showed the eastern corridor on the first deck.
Luo Ye weathered submachine-gun fire and kicked the Seventh Prince's blast door flying.
Cheadle braced both hands against the metal control