"Something's not right!"
At the west port, a boat entered the hundred-meter range, and as always, a golden rain fell from the sky.
Two figures stood on the deck. One was a woman wearing a white round hat with a rose pinned to it, carrying a small handbag. She had short, curly golden hair, wore an orange backless dress, a white veil, and black high heels.
Her delicate face, ample chest, slender waist, and exposed long legs exuded a mature, older sister aura, enough to charm a large number of men.
Queen of Pleasure Stussy, an undercover agent of the World Government planted in the Underworld. Her true identity was CP0.
She was an extremely beautiful and dangerous woman.
She was currently reorganizing the Red-Light District's business and would likely become one of the Underworld's big bosses soon. Her influence was not yet as widespread as it would be in the future.
Next to Stussy was a tall, burly man wearing a mask, a black suit, and a tie. His arm alone was thicker than Stussy's slender waist.
Standing together, they looked like a black bear and a delicate girl. Lombart, Stussy's subordinate.
"As expected, there's a problem."
Stussy, with her red-painted nails, withdrew her slender hand. She could feel some golden dust slowly eroding her body; if she hadn't paid attention, she wouldn't have noticed.
However, this little trick had no effect on her, as she could freely control her body.
Getting closer, one could see that although the golden dust covered Stussy's fragrant shoulders, it couldn't blend in at all.
As for Lombart next to her, he was even more overbearing, covered from head to toe in Armament Haki, like an impenetrable egg.
As the boat continuously approached the port, the golden dust flew up into the sky and disappeared, which made Stussy's heart sink even more.
This golden dust was unusual and very likely related to the Golden Emperor. Could something have gone wrong?
At this moment, inside the Brothel, Kaos was enjoying breakfast, served by the Oiran and Stella. Next to him, Crocodile had a cold face, his eyes filled with a chilling intensity as he looked at the Geishas.
The room also contained the madam and others. They all stood respectfully to the side, heads bowed, not daring to meet Crocodile's gaze.
"Captain, the Golden Emperor is inside!"
Outside the Brothel, the streets and alleys were filled with pirates and thugs, both openly and covertly.
Many Pirate Crews were observing, but some could no longer hold back.
"The Golden Emperor is ours, the Bursting Eye Pirate Crew! Little ones, follow me in."
"Hmph, the Golden Emperor can only be ours, the Rat Pirate Crew!"
"Little ones, charge!"
"As long as we get the Golden Emperor, we can get the whole world."
More than a dozen Pirate Crews, totaling at least a few hundred people, all took action.
However ~
Thud!
Thud, thud!
All the excited, charging pirates, upon reaching the Brothel entrance, involuntarily performed a synchronized action, kneeling down neatly on both knees. The entire noisy street instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"What the hell?"
Hundreds of people knelt neatly on the street, a sea of heads stretching as far as the eye could see.
The pirates who hadn't charged yet were astonished, completely unable to understand what had happened.
But at this moment, the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground first looked confused, then became terrified, shivering with fear.
No matter how much they struggled, they couldn't control their bodies; they couldn't even open their mouths, let alone speak. A strange smell permeated the air.
"Hmph, it still depends on us, the Giant Blade Pirate Crew."
"It's Giant Blade, the Great Pirate with a bounty of 123 million."
"Let's observe the situation first."
For a moment, all eyes focused on the Giant Blade Pirate Crew.
But ~
Thud!!!
Without any incongruity, all the charging members of the Giant Blade Pirate Crew, including their Captain, knelt neatly on the ground, facing the Brothel perfectly upright.
Their eyes were filled with terror. What happened? Why couldn't they control their bodies? They couldn't even speak.
"Hiss ~"
A large group of pirates behind them gasped, taking a cold breath. That was a pirate with a bounty of 123 million, and he also knelt down.
And he knelt so quickly! What exactly happened?
"I refuse to believe it."
There was never a shortage of bold pirates, but the situation became increasingly bizarre.
Anyone who went forward would kneel.
In just a few tens of minutes, the entrance of the Brothel was filled with kneeling people.
Regardless of who arrived first or last, all the pirates watched this strange scene with shifting expressions.
Occasionally, a pirate would disbelieve, but in the end, they would become one of them.
In fact, many pirates had already guessed the reason, but they dared not be certain.
In the crowd, Stussy's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, further confirming that something unexpected had occurred.
Carrying her pink handbag, Stussy took long, white-legged strides towards the Brothel. She had already guessed what was happening with the kneeling pirates.
If she wasn't mistaken, it should be related to the golden rain that fell before they landed on the island.
"Who is that woman?"
Stussy and Lombart attracted everyone's attention, mostly with schadenfreude.
"Eh!"
"What's going on?"
"Why didn't they kneel?"
Many pirates' expressions, which had been enjoying the show, stiffened.
Inside the Brothel, Kaos took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a smoke ring, and a smile curved at the corner of his mouth.
Finally, someone he had been expecting had arrived.
Stussy stood at the Brothel entrance, pushed open the door without any obstruction, entered the hall, and looked up at the red-carpeted stairs to the second floor. The other party had no intention of hiding.
It even seemed like he was specifically waiting for her.
Her high heels clicked on the stairs as Stussy elegantly walked up.
Outside, many pirates, seeing that Stussy and Lombart were fine, also followed.
But as another group knelt, all the pirates began to curse loudly.
"Sit!"
Upstairs, Kaos and Stussy's eyes met. Then, very impolitely, Kaos scanned Stussy's curvaceous and shapely mature figure up and down, occasionally puffing on his cigar and nodding.
He seemed very satisfied. Kaos's frivolous demeanor was quite off-putting.
However, Stussy maintained a faint smile, walking with her long legs to the already prepared sofa and elegantly sitting down.
"It seems my subordinates failed."
Stussy held her small handbag in her left hand, extended her right hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, her bright eyes first sweeping over the madam, who couldn't suppress her joy, and then looking at Kaos with a light smile.
"I'm a straightforward person. I'm interested in you now."
Kaos sat with his legs crossed, flicked his golden small sword earring with a finger, producing an extremely clear and resonant, ethereal sound.
Stussy still smiled faintly; Kaos's rudeness still didn't elicit any other emotions from her.
"You probably don't know your situation, do you!"
"Golden Emperor Gaia Kaos."
Stussy's voice became slightly colder.
"Does that conflict with me being interested in you?"
Kaos provocatively blew a smoke ring at Stussy, then continued somewhat arrogantly, "Working for the World Government has no future. Punching in and out for years on end drains life of vitality and anticipation; it's too monotonous.
You also have to obey the commands of a bunch of idiotic pigs; it's too tiring and boring to live like that!
Following me is different. I guarantee your life will be colorful, and every day you'll experience the true meaning of life. That's truly living!"
Next to him, the cold-faced Crocodile subconsciously twitched his mouth as he listened to Kaos's words.
The true meaning of life, colorful, truly living—it probably meant causing trouble and seeking death every day, being chased, dancing wildly on the edge of death at all times, and possibly dying any day now...
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