One Piece: Shanks' Little Jasmine

Chapter 150 Alienation

Jin's voice was unreadable, and his black mask made it impossible to see his expression. The woman was still berating Moko, completely oblivious to the increasingly dangerous anger emanating from Jin. Anger? Why was he angry?

Her thoughts were half-hidden in her lowered eyes. She was just a prisoner. Even if it was Kaido's order and she was valuable as a trade item, King's attitude towards her was too concerned. Also, there was that extremely familiar aura on King. Kemo was very sure that she had never seen King before.

"Lord Jin, I was just teaching this lowly commoner a lesson for trying to seduce you."

The woman seemed to be getting more and more reasonable as she spoke, her expression smug, and the whip in her hand was pointed directly at Moko. Moko looked truly pitiful, with her kimono torn, her body covered in blood and bruises, her ankles clearly in excruciating pain, and her hair disheveled because of a fallen hairpin. Upon seeing Jin, her eyes reddened with grievance, and her stubborn expression perfectly captured the innocent and naive character.

Jin felt that his heart had never been so flustered. He had indeed thought about bringing Moko to the dungeon and using his torture methods to scare her, but that was just a thought.

This delicate little thing should be surrounded by all things beautiful, carefree and untouched by the dust of the world, just like she was in the courtyard, always wearing a smile without a care in the world. He wanted to lock her in a cage, in a place where only he could see her.

But before that, who can tell him why the pampered little thing he brought back is here, and why the pampered little thing he couldn't bear to touch is so badly injured?

Ignoring the woman's nonsense, Jin went straight to Moko and squatted down. "What are you doing here?"

"You're still asking me? I was just out shopping and got arrested for no reason, and now I've been whipped twice for no reason. Jin, if you want to torture me, just do it. You don't need to use these methods to play with me!"

Moko angrily turned her head away, her soft voice tinged with grievance, displaying her spoiled young lady temper to the fullest. Jin, however, wasn't angry at Moko for calling him by his name so directly. Instead, he kept staring at Moko's swollen and bleeding ankle. Following the trail of blood, one could see the most recent, mottled bloodstains on the stone steps. The bright red blood mixed with dust and gravel looked particularly jarring.

"You lowly commoner, how dare you be so disrespectful to Lord Jin!"

Hearing Moke call Jin by his name, the woman angrily spoke again, but this time, before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly punched and sent flying, crashing heavily against the wall. She coughed up a mouthful of blood. The woman looked at Jin in confusion. At this moment, she finally sensed Jin's anger. She forced herself to kneel on the ground, and a huge pressure came over her. Her voice trembled.

"Lord Jin."

"Do you know what kind of people I hate the most?" Without waiting for the woman's answer, Jin walked up to her, squatted down, and began to speak to himself, grabbing the woman's neck with one hand, "First, people who are self-righteous, and second, people who touch my things."

Jin tightened his grip on the woman's neck, showing no mercy despite the fact that she had been with him for several years. Moko could almost hear the sound of bones shifting.

The bloodstains on the Ash Mask had dried and turned black, appearing particularly terrifying in the dim light.

"Lord Jin..."

The woman began to have trouble breathing, her delicate face was now covered in dirt, and she pleaded for mercy in a hoarse voice as she tried to pry at the hand that was gripping her throat with her hands, but Jin had no intention of showing any mercy.

The man who brought Moko was so frightened by this scene that he knelt obediently on the ground, ignoring the pain from the whip. His heart was in turmoil. This woman knew Lord Jin, and Lord Jin treated her very well, even willing to kill the woman who was always by his side for her sake. Oh no, oh no, his nephew had really messed things up for him. He hadn't even checked the woman's identity before arresting her. What a misfortune for the family!

"This farce doesn't need to be staged for me; I have no interest in it."

A distant voice came, and Jin's body stiffened slightly. Looking at the woman in his hand who was almost motionless, Jin disdainfully tossed her aside. The woman, who had regained her breath, greedily inhaled the air, but coughed involuntarily due to her rapid breathing. Jin ignored the woman and turned back to Moko's side.

The whip had barbs, and Moko's kimono outer robe was torn to shreds by the barbs. With the slightest movement, one could see the wet lining underneath. The temperature in the dungeon was very low, and Moko, who was soaked to the bone, was shivering slightly. Jin's eyes darkened, and he took off his coat to put it on Moko, but Moko slapped away the outstretched hand.

"I won't wear it, it's filthy. And you too, stay away from me. Send someone to arrest me. What are you pretending for now?"

The pampered little rascal has now completely turned into a wildcat with its fur standing on end. Since following Lord Kaido, King hasn't experienced this kind of frustration in a long time. If anyone else had said that, they would have been dead long ago. But the person in front of him is the pampered little rascal he brought back. Whether it's Lord Kaido's order or his own thoughts, he doesn't want to hurt this pampered little rascal.

But now is not the time for her to be spoiled and willful. Now that the spoiled girl needs to see a doctor, Jin will not let Moke go out in such tattered clothes. Ignoring Moke's cat-like fussing, Jin wrapped Moke tightly in his coat, picked her up with one hand, and was about to walk out, completely ignoring the man kneeling next to him and the woman who was oblivious to her own death.

"I won't go with you. Chunhe is still locked up, and my Ella isn't here either. Let me go. I won't go with you."

No one knows where Jin learned the technique of binding people, but Mo Ke was bound so tightly that she couldn't move and could only stare at Jin with hatred in her eyes. Jin wasn't angry, but turned his head and looked straight at the kneeling man. A terrifying pressure swept over the man, and the color drained from the man's face instantly, replaced by cold sweat pouring down like a waterfall, tracing cold lines on his trembling skin.

"You heard what she said, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes, I will send the person next to Miss over right now, please rest assured, Lord Jin."

As if afraid that Jin wouldn't believe him, the man kowtowed several times with great force. Jin didn't care about the others; as long as Mo Ke didn't cause trouble, Jin would try his best to satisfy her desires.

"Listen to me, stop making a fuss, they'll be back soon."

Jin calmed down the restless Moko and took her to the private elevator, going straight upstairs. Since she couldn't move anyway, Moko simply turned her head away, refusing to give Jin any attention. Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the fierce-looking, frizzy little wildcat. A hint of helplessness flickered in his eyes beneath the mask. He could only tighten his arms around Moko to prevent her from falling.

Jin took Moko directly back to his room. The dull and cold Japanese-style room was so oppressive that it was hard to imagine anyone living in such a dark room all day long. Unfortunately, the protests were in vain, and Jin put Moko directly on the bed.

The doctor arrived at this time, but Moko kept making a fuss and wouldn't cooperate at all. The doctor stood aside, somewhat at a loss. Moko was the woman that Jin had brought, and he dared not be rude to her. Jin sighed deeply and could only ask the doctor to prescribe the medicine first. He would come to apply the medicine later if necessary. This was indeed his fault. He should have given Moko something that represented his identity. It was all his fault that the delicate girl got hurt.

After much effort, the doctor finally managed to get a clear look at Moko's injuries and quickly prescribed the medicine. Didn't you see that even Lord Jin couldn't do anything about this little brat? This little minion of his didn't want to cause any more trouble.

The doctor glanced at Moko out of the corner of his eye. This girl was like a cherry blossom in full bloom on a spring branch, delicate and beautiful, as if she would flutter down with just a gentle breeze. However, this seemingly weak girl was able to show unprecedented arrogance and unruliness in front of Lord Jin, who was known for his fierceness. Her boldness was a feat that others could not even imagine, which was truly terrifying.

As she was thinking, a commotion came from outside the paper door. Chunhe pushed the door open and saw Moko covered in blood. Tears immediately streamed down her face. Maria followed Chunhe in and was shocked to see Moko's condition.

"Damn it, how could someone treat Miss Moko like this? If I find out who it is, I will chop them into mincemeat and feed them to the insects."

Moko lowered her eyes, gently patting Chunhe's back to comfort her, ignoring Maria's words. Don't think she didn't sense the disappointment and the lack of interest in watching the show. She was fighting a business war with Kaido, and Kaido's men were trying to steal her Oscar, right? Acting? Fine, let's see who can outact.

"Lord Jin, the hot water is ready."

The maid came out of the bathhouse and bowed as she spoke. Jin nodded and looked at Moko. Moko didn't even glance at Jin and had Chunhe lead her into the bathroom. She didn't give Jin a single look during the process, and the bedroom suddenly became eerily quiet.

"Lord Jin, please go wash up. I'll keep an eye on things here."

Maria offered her suggestion with a hint of respect. Jin looked at himself, covered in blood and grime, and remembered what Moko had said about being dirty. He nodded and placed the ointment prescribed by the doctor on the table.

"Replace all the dirty things; she likes things to be clean."

"Yes."

Jin glanced at the bathroom, but ultimately turned and went to another room to wash up. After Jin left, Maria glanced in the direction of the bathroom, a smile playing on her lips. He really was just an ordinary person, but he wasn't afraid at all when faced with such a bloody scene. It really surprised her. And it seems that Lord Jin is disliked? This reaction is really too interesting. She wanted to see more.

"Go and have someone send over the newly made clothes. Our young lady needs to be well taken care of. As for those people, they're useless now."

"Yes," the kimono-clad maid beside him replied, gradually disappearing from sight.

Maria's face suddenly broke into a subtle smile, as if she had caught an unexpected funny incident and was thinking of more pranks. The dark and unclear emotions deep in her eyes were like an undercurrent in the dark night, and an unknown scheme was slowly brewing.