While the two people were talking, a loud noise came from the door. Suddenly, a man was thrown inside, his body covered in blood.
Moments later, a group of oversized and heavy-set individuals barged in. Their imposing presence and loud shouting scared several customers away from the ramen shop.
Leading the group was a man dressed like a soldier or officer. He strode in confidently and shouted at the people inside.
"Where's the owner? I heard your ramen is the best in all of Flower Capital!
Today, I'm here to see if it's as good as the rumors say.
But if it doesn't live up to the legend, I'll cut off all your heads—just like we dealt with that fool on the street who dared to cross our path without watching where he was going!"
It was clear these men were subordinates of Orochi, the shogun of Wano. The one giving orders appeared to be a local official.
Arthur, witnessing this display of arrogance, frowned deeply. Sparks of electricity began crackling in his hand, a sign of the storm brewing within him.
When Arthur began summoning a surge of lightning, Sanji quickly stepped in to stop him from confronting the officers and soldiers.
Sanji understood that if they wanted to stay undercover and survive in Wano, they couldn't afford to act recklessly before the time was right for their revenge plan. Any slip-up that exposed their identities would put everything at risk.
Seeing Sanji hold him back just as he was about to make a move, Arthur let out a frustrated sigh and reluctantly dispersed his power.
Sanji calmly stepped forward, facing the intruders. With a composed expression, he spoke quietly.
"I'm the owner of this restaurant. What kind of ramen would you like to try? How about our signature pork bone ramen? If that works for you, I'll prepare it right away."
Sanji's tone was soft and controlled, but for some reason, Arthur felt a deep anger rising within him as he watched the exchange.
Arthur knew very well that both his own abilities and Sanji's martial arts far surpassed those of these arrogant officers and soldiers. Yet Sanji endured the humiliation, clearly for the sake of their team. Understanding this, Arthur realized he couldn't act recklessly and risk making Sanji upset.
With this in mind, Arthur let out another sigh and shifted his attention back to his bowl of ramen, which was slowly cooling down. Just as he picked up his chopsticks to resume eating, a large, rough hand suddenly slapped the bowl away.
The bowl of steaming ramen crashed to the ground, spilling everywhere. Seeing this, Arthur's expression darkened, a deep frown forming on his face.
One of Orochi's subordinates, standing tall and smug, glared at Arthur and barked, "Who do you think you are? Our lord has come here to eat, and you're still sitting here? Get lost now!
Don't make me repeat myself. If you don't leave, you'll end up like that bloody fool we dealt with earlier.
I'm warning you—don't push your luck. This whole restaurant belongs to us now, so get out before you regret it!"
The subordinate spoke with arrogance, clearly emboldened by his connection to Orochi. His tone was filled with the confidence of someone used to throwing his weight around, knowing his powerful backer would shield him.