Leaving aside how shocked Whitebeard and the others were, Imu's attention was now focused entirely on Su Yu.
"Hahaha! Come on! I am your master! Come kneel and lick my feet!"
Su Yu sighed inwardly. Ah, if you weren't so determined to get yourself killed, I could play along a little longer. But you went straight for something this extreme. Aren't you afraid you won't be able to handle it?
Yes, just as Sengoku had guessed, Su Yu was acting. It was not that he regarded Imu any differently; he simply thought Imu seemed quite entertaining. Imu was so confident in his own strength that Su Yu almost could not bear to deal him a blow.
But only Su Yu would find Imu entertaining. To everyone else, Imu was a world-destroying demon. It all came down to strength. To the navy soldiers, and even Whitebeard and the others, Imu was powerful enough to rob them of any thought of resistance and destroy them with ease. Of course they regarded him as a demon. But Su Yu's strength was likewise enough to leave Imu unable to think of resisting. Imu could not withstand even a casual move from him, which was why Su Yu found him entertaining.
But who could have known Imu would have so little regard for his own life? Had he given orders to move his hands or feet, Su Yu could have played along. Su Yu had no dignity as a powerhouse to uphold and would not have felt ashamed of doing any of that. Yet Imu insisted on giving suicidal orders like kneeling and licking his toes. Ah, when someone wanted to die, no one could stop them!
After issuing his command, Imu smugly waited for Su Yu to kneel and lick his feet. But no