He realized he had made a mistake. This woman was an absolute menace on the construction site. Not only did she refuse to work, she seriously affected the other workers' efficiency.
"Qikara, take her to the ship and have her clean!"
"Yes, Good."
Qikara couldn't help snickering.
She rarely saw Good looking so troubled.
So cute!
Qikara turned to Hancock, bowed like a lady, and invited her with a smile, "Hancock, please come with me."
"All right."
Hancock rose smugly, lifting her chin so high that she was looking up at the sky. All she needed was to raise a hand and point at the ground.
Clearly, she was declaring that she had won.
Though no one knew what she had won.
Good's face darkened.
He should have made this woman scrub toilets to take her down a peg.
Shaking his head, Good leafed through the newspaper.
"No movement from the Navy."
The Navy was watching him, and he had been keeping an eye on their movements too. Several days had passed, but there had been no response from them.
His ability had already been exposed. It had only been a matter of time, and he couldn't have hidden it even if he wanted to. The World Government couldn't possibly remain indifferent.
Given the Navy's strength, if they wanted to fight them in the New World, they would either have to deploy forces on the scale of the Paramount War or have the Celestial Dragons intervene personally.
But for now, it seemed the World Government had no intention of starting a war.
Something had to be behind this abnormal situation.
Good thought for a long time, but still couldn't put his mind at ease.
"No, I need to get my fortune told!"
At the port, aboard the Groudon.
The pirates