With that, he slipped both hands into his pockets and sauntered away behind Akainu...
The two men who represented the Marines' greatest fighting strength had made their positions perfectly clear, one through actions and the other through words-they refused to cooperate.
Black Three's expression froze completely.
His face alternated between green and white, and his lips trembled nonstop.
He understood now. From the moment Lin Xuan swung that blade, the Marines had resolved to close ranks and crush him, a CP0 agent, underfoot!
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, forcing each word through gritted teeth. "Fine... just fine! Marines! Just you wait! I'll report every last detail of this to the Five Elders! Let's see how you explain yourselves!"
With that, he could no longer bear to stay. Dragging his soaked trousers, he turned in humiliation and staggered toward his ship.
"Safe travels, Mr. Black Three."
Lin Xuan's amused voice came from behind him, leisurely adding, "Be careful on your way back. Don't accidentally fall into that trench I just cut open. There are... quite a few pieces of those big fellows down there."
Black Three stumbled, blood rising in his throat, and nearly spat out a mouthful.
He dared not look back and merely quickened his pace, his retreating figure looking every bit like someone fleeing in disgrace.
Only after watching the CP0 agents slink away did Sengoku's tense expression ease slightly. He turned and gave Lin Xuan a complicated look. In the end, he merely sighed heavily, said nothing, and waved a hand.
"Let's talk inside."
Everyone understood and followed Sengoku into the chilling confines of Impel Down.
As they descended, the air grew increasingly damp, and the oppressive atmosphere made even breathing feel heavy.
They finally reached the central