With that, Dragon turned to leave, but before leaping onto the windowsill, he seemed reluctant to give up, or rather, as the leader of the Revolutionary Army...
He worried about the future course of this enormous threat with a 1.6-billion bounty, and could not help making one last attempt to persuade him. "V, think it over... Marine Headquarters is far more powerful than you imagine...!"
"A bounty of 1.6 billion is no joke. It means the World Government has listed you as one of its greatest threats!"
"Joining us is your best option for avoiding endless pursuit! I can guarantee..."
"Dragon." Kirishima Bupai interrupted him, his voice calm and even.
Yet his pitch-black eyes suddenly grew unfathomably deep, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing straight into Dragon's heart like two icy blades. "Do you want me to repeat myself?"
With just one look and one calmly spoken question, Dragon, the Revolutionary Army Leader who dared challenge the World Government, actually felt an invisible hand clamp down hard on his heart.
An immense sense of danger, born of his instinct to survive, instantly engulfed him. Fine beads of cold sweat immediately appeared at his temples.
He instinctively swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, and every word he had left to say was forcibly choked back.
"I... that wasn't what I meant." Dragon's voice carried a barely concealed dryness and concession.
Before the intimidation of such pure, unreasonable, absolute power, any conviction or eloquence seemed pale and powerless.
Kirishima Bupai watched him and slowly leaned back against the headboard, his posture as languid as ever, yet the suffocating pressure did not fade. "Didn't I already tell you?"
He spoke clearly, enunciating each word, every one striking Dragon's heart