At the beginning, I summoned Li Jing, who is very cold, and I will fight against Hawkeye!

After the World Conference, the representatives of various countries did not leave Marijoa immediately.

Because they still have to wait for the results of private canvassing by referees from various countries.

So everyone went to the lounge next to the meeting room to wait for news.

As soon as the World Conference ended, King Cobra and Princess Violet of Alabasta came to Neptune of Fishman Island to discuss the two countries' support for each other's proposals at the World Conference.

At the same time, many countries that could not afford to pay the Heavenly Gold also took the initiative to talk to Neptune, expressing their willingness to support his proposal, but the premise is that Fishman Island must discuss the trade tariffs and other conditions it proposed in detail.

So that their country can continue to pay heavenly gold while their own country's trade system continues to operate.

In response to these requests, Neptune expressed understanding and promised to consider them.

In another corner, Princess Shirahoshi was chatting with princesses from other countries.

At first, Shirahoshi was worried that he wouldn't be able to answer their questions and seemed a little nervous.

But she was surprised to hear that the princesses were all talking about Teren.

It turned out that the princesses were very curious about Teren and wanted to know more about him.

Bai Xing's original nervousness disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he became relaxed.

In the spacious and bright lounge hall, Tren and the three admirals of Bikini Bottom were sitting idly on the sofas on both sides of the hall. On the table on the left were drinks and fruits provided by Marijoa.

At this time, Bonnie, who used the power of the fruit to disguise herself as Connie, walked slowly towards them like a little old woman.

She walked past Tren seemingly casually and said in a low voice: "The guards outside are very tight. We can't get out at all." After that, Bonnie pretended to be an old woman who was tired and had a sore waist, and sat down on the sofa next to Tren.

Hearing Bonnie's words, Tren's brows frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again.

He turned his eyes to the side, staring at Bonnie who looked like a little old woman, and said softly: "Don't even the kings of the allied countries are allowed to move around freely? And you have been able to successfully escape danger many times before with the power of the fruit, even when Akainu tried to capture you personally, you escaped."

"It's different." Bonnie naturally understood what Teren wanted to say. She sighed deeply and explained helplessly: "The situation this time is different from the past. The building of this conference palace is like a cage. There are almost no other exits to choose from."

After all, if she could run away, with her personality, she would have jumped out to find her father Daxiong long ago, but now they were trapped here and couldn't get out at all.

"I don't know which celestial dragon is holding my father now." Bonnie said to herself, and couldn't help but sigh. Her heart was full of helplessness, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Thinking of this, Bonnie turned her gaze to Tren again, feeling a complex emotion welling up in her heart.

Maybe what this man said at the beginning, "Just hit it in"

This idea was very good, but unfortunately, I did not agree to it. Of course, I was also afraid that I could not repay Tren's favor.

After all, attacking the holy land of Marijoa is not as simple as dealing with BIGMOM and Kaido...

For a moment, the atmosphere in the spacious and bright lounge hall was solemn and depressing.

Tren narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Bonnie thoughtfully.

The three generals of Bikini Bottom continued to sit on the sofa in silence, thinking about their own things, as if they didn't care about the predicament they were facing.

Teren tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, the sound being particularly clear in the silent hall.

"In fact, the reason why there are so many guards in the conference palace all of a sudden is because of me." Tren's voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Because of Captain Tren? But didn't you change your appearance?" Bonnie frowned, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Although she didn't know what method Tren used, this technique was much better than hers.

"The three admirals of Bikini Bottom are also well-known! During the Battle of Cake Island, the three of them evenly matched the three admirals of the Navy.

So given the situation of the three of them, how could Mary Geoise not set up heavy defenses?"

"Is that so...it seems so!" Bonnie sighed, and then continued with a helpless and frustrated tone.

"What else can we do? The security here is very tight, and we can't get out to gather intelligence."

Teren was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "There will always be a way."

"Yeah." Looking at this unhurried man, Bonnie nodded. Over the past few days, she has become more and more dependent on him...

"Hehe." At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and a celestial dragon dressed in gorgeous clothes walked in.

It was Markas Thea Saint. He glanced at everyone arrogantly, and then said in a condescending tone: "You, the inferior, really didn't leave."

"I'm waiting for you, aren't I? The way you crawled and ran away was really interesting!" Teren stood up and looked at Marcus Theasheng coldly.

Marcus Theasheng glared at Teren, "How dare you disrespect me? Believe it or not, I will have the guards arrest you all."

"It just so happens that there is no other Garp here, so..." Teren met Marcus Theasheng's gaze without fear.

"You can try."

There was a powerful aura emanating from Tren, which made him, who was fully prepared, feel afraid.

Marcus Theasheng hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to leave.

He knew that the man in front of him was not easy to deal with, and if he really fought, he might not be able to gain the upper hand.

Furthermore, when I got home, my father scolded me and told me that if I wanted to do something about it, I had to end the World Conference.

After Marcus Theasheng left, Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief. "This celestial dragon is so annoying," she complained.

Time passed minute by minute, and the hall fell silent again.

Suddenly, Tren's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"I have an idea."

"Hmm?" Bonnie turned her head and looked at Trent expectantly.

"What method?" Bonnie asked impatiently.

Tren smiled slightly, "That guy just now is the solution." He began to explain his plan in detail.

It turned out that Tren planned to use Marcus Theasheng's revengeful mentality towards him to stir up chaos.

At this time, Bonnie can move freely. After all, killing celestial dragons in the holy land is much more interesting than in the Shampoo Islands!

Bonnie felt a little hesitant after hearing Tren's plan.

"Is this method feasible? Is it too risky?" she asked worriedly.

“It’s not risky, it’s just a little bit exciting.”

But how can we get spiritual emotions if we don’t stimulate ourselves?