"Lott, come on! I'll take you to win some big money." Nami looked eager to get started.
Lott turned to look at Nami. Her eyes were filled with Beli, and she was practically diving headfirst into money.
He shook his head helplessly. "You all go ahead. I'll let you know if anything comes up."
Ling'er tilted her little head. "Aren't you coming with us?"
Lott smiled. "Me? I have an acquaintance to say hello to."
"An acquaintance?" Boa Hancock raised an eyebrow at that. "Who? A man or a woman?"
Although Robin watched Lott with a smile, the meaning in her eyes spoke for itself.
Ling'er and Nami also looked at Lott scrutinizingly.
In an instant, the back of Lott's shirt was soaked through.
Seeing the women like this, he knew full well.
If he said one wrong word, those knife-sharp gazes might very well slice him to pieces.
He hurriedly raised both hands. "It's a man, a man! He's blind, too."
His tone was full of the desire to survive.
As he spoke, he pointed at the purple-clad figure gambling at a table over there.
The women looked in the direction Lott pointed and found that it was indeed a man's back.
Nami slipped her arm around Lott's, all smiles.
"Oh, Lott, we weren't doubting you. Just look at you. What are you so nervous about?"
Lott silently marveled. This woman really changes her expression fast. Even the weather in the New World probably doesn't change as often as her face does.
At the same time, Ling'er and the other women's expressions softened.
"Hehe, it looks like Lott doesn't intend to become one of us girls." Robin chuckled, putting away her hand gesture as she did.
Lott suddenly understood. No wonder his crotch had felt cold just now. Robin