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The crumpled newspaper fluttered gently to the ground. The wind blowing from the window made the curtains ripple and wrinkle.
Doflamingo leaned on a soft leather sofa, his palms resting on his forehead, quietly enjoying the breeze.
"Fufufu..."
The corners of his mouth gradually lifted, and his deep laughter grew louder.
"Crazy... what a crazy..."
"The pirate Byrnndi Waldo, he really killed him! Fufufu!!!"
Thinking of the big pirate, who had crushed him so easily, now dead in North Blue, Doflamingo felt it was absurd and trembled from laughing.
Not far from the family meeting hall, Torrebol and the others looked at the newspaper in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
"How about it? Do you like it?"
A low voice with a smile came from afar.
Hearing this voice, Torrebol and the others shook, sending chills down their spines.
A loud explosion approached at an alarming speed, and a tall figure on a silver metal skateboard descended from the sky, landing steadily.
The wide cloak of justice swayed behind him. The streamlined metal skateboard quickly melted and changed shape, solidifying into a metal wristband on the man's wrist.
"I really didn't expect this... Godfather."
Doflamingo looked at the black-haired Marine walking toward him and smiled.
Darren walked up to Doflamingo, looking down at him, and extended his left hand with a smile:
"You are my godson, Joker. Always remember this: anyone who offends you will get the punishment they deserve."
His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Remember, anyone."
Doflamingo was slightly taken aback.
Facing the black-haired Marine's piercing eyes, he was silent for a moment. Then he knelt on one knee, bent down, and gently kissed the back of the man's hand.
"Thank you, Godfather," Darren said with a contented smile.
"Get up. Has the situation in the underground world changed recently?" Darren asked.
Doflamingo stood up slowly and said in a deep voice, "There hasn't been much change. Under your protection, the Donquixote Family has completely controlled most industries in the North Blue underground world. As for the Grand Line, many caravans and sea routes have been connected. I believe it won't be long before the Donquixote flag is flying in the waters of the Grand Line."
"Well, be mindful of the speed of expansion. The Grand Line is not North Blue. Advancing too quickly could easily attract suppression from the Marines," Darren reminded, hinting at something.
Doflamingo paused for a moment and then nodded deeply. Indeed, the Donquixote Family's influence had expanded too quickly and it was easy to attract unnecessary attention. They could be so fearless in North Blue because of Darren's protection. He was the veritable "King of North Blue." But the Grand Line was different. The major branches code-named "G" and the powerful Naval Headquarters were not forces the Donquixote Family could provoke now.
For the base chiefs guarding the various branches of the Grand Line, with the strength of their headquarters Vice Admiral, crushing the Donquixote Family would be as easy as crushing an ant.
"Be patient, Joker..." Darren said as he raised his hand and stroked Doflamingo's hair, smiling.
Doflamingo hesitated and asked, "Godfather, when will you go to Marineford for training?"
"There is less than a week left. I will leave two days early," Darren replied.
He wanted to look back at Trebol and the others, but those guys had already disappeared without a trace.
"Before I leave, I have one thing I want you to do for me," he added.