Who Is This? Why Are You More Arrogant Than Us Tianlong People!

"Look at these kings from the countries that have joined the World Government," Saint Charros, a Celestial Dragon, sniffed derisively. "In front of us, they're nothing more than inferior beings. Whoever we choose can become our slave—hahaha!"

He laughed coldly, not caring about the embarrassed expressions on the kings' faces, and continued chatting with Ferrero Lai, another Celestial Dragon beside him.

The two were close friends, often sharing their slaves for amusement.

"Hahaha! You're right! Just look at them—pathetic. The moment we take an interest in anyone, they'll become prisoners!" Ferrero Lai grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow, jagged teeth, his face twisted into something truly vile.

As they spoke, Ferrero suddenly stiffened and fixed his eyes on a figure among the crowd.

A man stood out—his dignified posture and commanding presence radiated royalty. He moved with an aura that practically screamed "king"! Even though the other kings didn't overtly show it, there was an unmistakable sense of fear emanating from them, a subtle but palpable submission.

Who was this?

Damn, he looks even more arrogant than us Celestial Dragons!

A surge of rage bubbled up inside Ferrero. In the Holy Land, was there really someone more arrogant than the Celestial Dragons? This was intolerable!

His attention shifted, and he noticed two young women following the man closely.

They were clearly secondary to him—yet, their beauty was unparalleled, even among the world's finest.

"Saint Charros, look!" Ferrero Lai urgently tugged at his companion's arm. "There are two beauties right in front of us!"

Saint Charros looked over, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "You're right! Just my luck—my 13th slave was killed recently, so I could certainly use these two to fill the void!"

"What?! You plan on taking them all for yourself? I saw them first!" Ferrero Lai shot back, his eyes narrowing in anger.

"Alright, alright, let's each take one," Saint Charros responded, sniffing arrogantly. "Slave No. 3! Slave No. 5! Go grab those two beauties!"

"Yes, Master!"

The two towering slaves immediately strode toward Princess Vivi and Rebecca, their steps heavy and menacing.

Several kings tried to block their path, but the slaves shoved them aside with ease. These slaves, who were regularly mistreated by the Celestial Dragons, couldn't resist the opportunity to assert their power. As they barged through, they relished the chance to dominate, even if it was just pushing aside kings.

"What do you think you're doing?" one king shouted, his voice trembling with indignation.

"What's going on here? Don't they see who they're pushing around?" another added.

"Where are the guards?" a third king demanded.

The kings who were shoved aside realized who was responsible and paled in fear. They immediately stopped protesting.

Everyone's attention shifted to the direction the slaves were headed. It was Finn, walking confidently at the center of the group.

"Huh? They're targeting Master Marine Finn!" someone muttered.

"Well, this is going to be interesting," another whispered.

"Young Master Finn was so bold earlier! He beat up two kings and even took on officials from the CPO! The World Government doesn't know about this yet, so it'll be fun to watch the Celestial Dragons now," someone else said with glee.

"I wonder what Finn will do next... He can't possibly stand up to the Celestial Dragons, can he?" a king snickered.

"Ha! He's finished now!" another said with dark amusement.

Then, the two slaves reached Princess Vivi and Rebecca.

"Hey, little beauty! Come here!" one slave barked, reaching for Vivi.

"Ah!?" Cobra gasped in shock.

Though his family had once been linked to the Celestial Dragons, they had long since renounced the privilege. Seeing the slaves assault Vivi filled Cobra with dread.

At the same time, the other slave reached out to Rebecca and said, "You too! Our master has taken a liking to you. You'll become his pet!"

"A**hole!" Cyrus roared, fists clenched, ready to strike.

But then—

WHOOOOSH!

WHOOOOSH!

The sound of two piercing shots cut through the air, and both slaves collapsed, blood spilling from the fatal wounds in their chests.

"What!?"

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

"How dare you!" someone shouted.

"Is Finn crazy? Those were the slaves of the Celestial Dragons!" another person exclaimed.

"Even if they're not Celestial Dragons themselves, isn't attacking their slaves the same as provoking the Celestial Dragons?!" someone added.

For a moment, everyone turned to Finn, wide-eyed, realizing the gravity of what had just happened.

Then, their eyes shifted toward the Celestial Dragons. The fury in their gaze was undeniable.

"You fool! How dare you harm my slaves!" Saint Charros bellowed, his anger reaching a boiling point.

"Come here! Kill him!" Ferrero Lai ordered, his voice dripping with malice as he pointed to Finn.

Finn's expression remained calm, as if he were watching a group of clowns.

After shooting and killing two slaves with ease, Finn's fingers still didn't move from the trigger.

With a quick flick, his hand pointed at the charging slaves—

Puchi!

Puchi!

Puchi!

One shot after another, all the remaining slaves fell, their bodies crumpling to the ground.

"Ah! Damn it! You killed all my slaves!" Saint Charros screamed, eyes bulging in rage. "Do you have any idea how long it took me to collect them?"

Ferrero Lai's fury matched Saint Charros's. He could hardly believe it—Finn had not only outdone them in arrogance, but now he had killed every single one of their slaves.

The two Celestial Dragons glared at Finn, seething.

"I've never encountered someone who dares resist us Celestial Dragons!" Ferrero Lai hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "Saint Charros, I've got an idea. Why don't we catch him alive and torture him slowly?"

Saint Charros's face twisted into an ominous grin. "Let's do it."

But at that moment, they saw Finn disappear in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, his voice echoed in their ears: "What gave you the illusion that you could be arrogant in front of me?"