Chapter 156 Double Standards

"What's your name again?"

Upon hearing this, Stussy couldn't help but chuckle. He felt a surge of pleasure at the sight of Umit, who was furious but dared not actually retaliate.

Although they were collectively known as the six emperors of the underworld, they had no real relationship with each other, and Stussy was happy to see Umit get his comeuppance.

Morgans, rather unlovingly, shrugged, sat down in his seat, and didn't forget to pull out a piece of paper and write down his office Den Den Mushi number.

"If you capture any interesting footage, you can call this number directly." Morgans deftly poured himself a cup of hot tea with his wings, took a sip, and exclaimed, "As expected of Lingling's black tea, it's truly delicious."

Umit glanced at the smiling Stussy, then at Morgans, who had already begun discussing profit sharing with Vera, and was momentarily caught in a dilemma.

"Lord Katakuri, Lord Cracker, Lord Smoothie, welcome to today's afternoon tea~"

"Lord Katakuri, your aura looks even more astonishing!"

"Lord Cracker, your gaze is truly astonishingly domineering!"

"Good heavens, Lady Smoothie, are you with that pirate known as the 'Bloody Executioner'? Looks like everyone's in for another delicious juice today!"

The flowers at the garden entrance once again joyfully welcomed the newly arrived children of the Land of Boundless. Katakuri, who was the first to enter, immediately sensed something was amiss as he stepped into the garden. He first glanced at Violet with a questioning look, and after Violet shrugged in resignation, his gaze fell on Umit.

"Didn't you hear what the Homies said? Mother's tea party forbids hatred and violence, or... are you going to openly defy Mother's demands, Umit?"

Umit found it utterly absurd; wasn't Katakuri completely taking sides?

Even if he couldn't help but provoke first, it was clearly Vera who struck first, and right, she even used a weapon!

Thinking of this, Umit raised his hand to point out Vera's evil deeds.

Cracker: "Weapons? Where are they? I can't see them."

Isn't that blatant lying? The weapon is right there on her waist...wait, what?!

Umit stared in shock at Violet's empty waist; the terrifying sword had simply vanished!

How is that possible?!

Cracker frowned: "Don't cause trouble, Umit."

Smoothie released her grip on the pirate who had been knocked unconscious by her punch and hadn't woken up yet, tossing him to the ground. She then glanced at Umit and said, "Would you like to taste the juice made from your own flesh and blood?"

These guys are indeed big shots in the underworld, but as the children of a mother, and the most valued of the Sweethearts, they certainly have the right to teach Umit a lesson.

This is a tea party that Mom is looking forward to, and no troublemakers are welcome.

Morgans watched with great interest as Umit finally sat back down with a resentful look under the pressure of the three generals. He couldn't help but sigh that the information he had gathered was indeed not comprehensive enough. It seemed that the relationship between Violet and the Kingdom of Treasures was better than he had imagined.

Katakuri nodded to Vil and sat down with her younger siblings.

Because of their great strength, the three Sweet Commanders spent most of their time on expeditions and didn't have many opportunities to meet their younger siblings who were born later.

But when they arrived at the area where Charlotte's children were, they were given a great welcome. Smoothie juiced the unfortunate pirate and shared it with her younger siblings, while Cracker, surrounded by another group of little Charlottes, told them about his recent victory at sea.

Even Katakuri bent down and picked up his twin brother and sister, giving them delicious donuts made from his Devil Fruit powers.

Charlotte's lively family bonded over the aroma of desserts.

Amidst this heartwarming scene, the Queen of All Nations arrived.

All the Homies in the garden were excited at that moment, cheering and rejoicing at Lingling's appearance.

"MAMAMA!" Lingling, holding a small parasol, laughed and looked around, overjoyed by the lively scene. "Welcome everyone to my tea party! Seeing so many friends and such delicious food makes me so happy, MAMAMA!"

"Please sit down, Mom, the delicious tea party is about to begin!"

"Sit down, Mom, the delicious cake is almost ready!"

"Yes, the afternoon tea I've been looking forward to is about to begin!" Lingling clasped her hands together and looked expectantly towards the kitchen in the distance. "I hope the long bread will give me a surprise."

"Lingling, sit down quickly."

"Ah, Stussy, it's been a long time. You've become more and more beautiful."

At the round dining table, people of all shapes and sizes, and of different races, sat together happily and equally. They presented the beautifully wrapped gifts they had prepared to the emperor of all nations, and raised their glasses in celebration of the beautiful garden and the delicious and relaxing tea party that was about to begin, amidst her delighted laughter.

If we ignore the bloody conflict a few nautical miles away, then at this moment, Whole Cake Island can be said to have truly realized the fairytale life of tolerance and equality among all races that Linlin dreamed of.

"Huh?"

Lingling's eyes suddenly swept over Violet, and her childlike, innocent smile vanished in an instant, replaced by the sharp gaze of a sea emperor.

A question mark appeared above Violet's head.

“MAMAMA…” Lingling narrowed her eyes slightly, paused for two seconds as if lost in some memory, and then gave Vera a smile that sent chills down her spine. “So that’s how it is.”

"This is really interesting, MAMA..."

Cracker, who had been watching the situation closely, had a bad feeling when he saw his mother suddenly look at Violet. He couldn't understand what Violet had done in such a short time to get his mother's attention.

Cracker called out to the Homies next to him and ordered them to go to the kitchen immediately and bring up the first batch of desserts.

After being grabbed by the collar and intimidated by Cracker, Homies ran to the kitchen to urge the desserts to be served. As the long bread led the chefs to deliver all kinds of delicious desserts to the table, Lingling, who had been staring at Vera, was once again drawn to these desserts.

"This is the first batch of afternoon tea desserts. Please enjoy, Mom and all guests."

"You've really worked hard on this long bread. It looks really delicious. I'm already looking forward to the next dish."

"For this afternoon tea, my chefs and I used the finest ingredients and carefully selected the most suitable recipes, which we are sure will satisfy all our guests."

After finishing his speech, the long bread quickly led the chefs away to prepare the next dessert, while the Homies continued to sing songs about the dessert.

"MAMA, everyone, let's dig in!"

Everyone raised their glasses in celebration once again.

"So delicious!" Lingling ate the cream chocolate puff in front of her with big bites. The melted chocolate shell stuck to the corner of her lips, which she quickly swallowed greedily. "And vanilla puffs, fruit cake..."

Stussy rested his chin on one hand, his slender fingers stirring the dark red tea with a silver spoon.

As a woman who is confident in her appearance and has extremely high standards for body management, Stussy very restrained herself and only took a small piece of cake. After taking a bit with her silver fork and putting it in her mouth, she didn't touch it again.

Stussy lowered her eyes, which were adorned with exquisite makeup, to conceal the drowsiness that arose from boredom. In order to avoid making any impolite moves that might offend the Sea Emperor who was in high spirits, Stussy shifted her gaze from the tea and began to discreetly observe the people at the round table.

There's no need to elaborate on Morgans and his group; as rulers of the underworld, Stussy was quite familiar with them. The rest were probably friends invited by Lingling: the Long-Necked Tribe, the Long-Armed Tribe, the Dwarf Tribe, the Giant Tribe... quite a diverse mix indeed. A mad anthropologist would be delighted to be here.

Unfortunately, Stussy didn't share Charlotte Linlin's grand ideal of creating a dreamland where all races could live in equality. She quickly lost interest and looked away, eventually focusing her gaze on Violet, who had just given Umit a hard time not far away.

As Violet was enjoying the food on the table, Stussy watched the beautiful muscle lines on her arms as she picked up her plate, feeling a little envious that the child was at an age where she could eat desserts without having to worry about calories.

Although age is a woman's secret, and the way clones like her calculate their age is very different from ordinary people, Stussy still dislikes the feeling of being compared to an old auntie on the sea.

Seriously, didn't Begabank know to adjust her age down when he was cloning her?

Speaking of Vegabank… a hint of worry flashed in Stussy’s eyes; it seemed she hadn’t been able to contact Vegabank for quite some time.

As the first test subject of the AMDS cloning experiment, Stussy joined CP0 to carry out secret espionage work after being born and acquiring knowledge about this world. Later, with the help of the World Government, she became the queen of the entertainment district and a nail that the World Government planted in the underground world.

Whether you call it a chick complex or that bastard scientist secretly added some strange brainwashing techniques during the experiment, Stussy always considered himself a Vegabank member rather than a member of the World Government.

If the two were to stand on opposing sides someday in the future, Stusi believes he would choose Begabank without hesitation.

This determination had been deeply buried in Stussy's heart. Vegapunk was the most intelligent human in the last hundred years. The World Government needed Vegapunk's research, and Vegapunk also needed the resources and funds provided by the World Government. Therefore, Stussy did not believe that their cooperation would easily break down.

but……

Stussy recalled her recent conversation with Begabank, in which Begabank, with a tone that was both exhausted and excited, told her that he had finally glimpsed a corner of the world's secrets and found the highly efficient energy source he had been dreaming of for many years.

Energy research is not taboo, but Stussy keenly sensed that this was merely a small byproduct of the research currently being conducted by Bergabank.

The World Government's tight-lipped approach and the Celestial Dragons' level of attention alone demonstrate just how dangerous the research Vegapunk is currently leading is.

When Bergabank abruptly cut off contact with her at this time, Stussy inevitably had some ominous suspicions, and the choice she had made in the past was brought to the forefront of her mind.

"MAMA, it's so delicious."

Lingling, having finally finished enjoying the first wave of desserts, looked up from the tall stack of plates and gazed with satisfaction at her friends, as well as her children, wives, husbands, and descendants not far away.

"Besides meeting my friends, there's another important thing at this afternoon tea."

Lingling's gaze swept over the six guys with different expressions.

"I hope one of you will marry my son or daughter."

"MAMA, just thinking about it makes me so happy! Beautiful love, an enviable newlywed wife, and..."

Lingling opened her mouth, revealing a greedy look, and her eyes gradually darkened as if a vortex was devouring her reason.

"...a delicious engagement cake."

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Author's Note: Umit: Is there no justice left? [Angry]