Saint Shalria suddenly passed out for no apparent reason, catching everyone off guard.
But what happened next was even more shocking. The back wall of the stage suddenly exploded, leaving everyone baffled by the unexpected turn of events.
When the smoke cleared, a huge hole had appeared in the back wall. In the silence, footsteps suddenly clacked against the floor. A moment later, a scruffy old man with white hair and an equally white beard ambled out of the hole.
No one had expected this. A huge hole had suddenly opened in the wall, only for an old man to walk out of it? No matter how they looked at him, he seemed like an ordinary old man. He was even wearing slippers...
"...Rayleigh..."
At that moment, the barely breathing Hachi called out the old man's name, naturally drawing everyone's attention.
Robin said, "Rayleigh? Is that the coating craftsman's name?"
"Hey! Hachi!" The old man spotted Hachi too and greeted him warmly. But a second later, he noticed something was wrong with Hachi's condition, and his expression grew serious. "Hachi, those wounds..."
Hachi hesitated, unsure how to explain. But Rayleigh swept his gaze around the room, glancing at Saint Charlos, who lay unconscious with a fist mark on his face, then at Luffy and the others, followed by Camie with a slave collar around her neck and Saint Shalria lying unconscious nearby. The sharp-witted Old Ray had already roughly guessed the truth.
Rayleigh said, "So that's what happened... I think I understand! Were you the ones who saved him?"
In any case, it was all the Celestial Dragons' fault!
However, he noticed there were still some unwanted people around. Rayleigh took a light step forward, then his gaze sharpened. In the next instant, an overwhelmingly domineering presence rose from him