The fall of Torrepol left everyone present in silence.
However, after a moment, another commotion arose.
Figures from various underground forces fled. They knew very well that Doflamingo would go berserk.
If they continued to stay, they would definitely be caught in the crossfire.
Therefore, they had to leave quickly before Doflamingo found out and before the Donquixote family could react.
The person in charge of the auction also nervously began to ponder a solution, concluding that they should send someone to pursue Benedict.
However, what he didn't know was that Benedict, having left the auction, had already transformed into someone else entirely, arriving at a bar at his leisure to calmly drink white wine.
White wine was a good thing and sold very well in the New World.
It was even in such high demand that it was unobtainable.
In the underground market, a bottle could fetch tens of thousands of Beli, even hundreds of thousands.
Being able to have a few drinks on Flamme Island was due to the influence of the forces behind the bar.
Yet, even so, this white wine was not cheap at all.
A bottle of white wine cost 88,888 Beli.
It was chaotic outside.
The people sent by the auction were searching everywhere.
The lower-level members of the Donquixote family were also clamoring to find the murderer.
However, to everyone's surprise, not a single executive appeared.
Even the person who took Torrepol's body was a low-ranking member of the Donquixote family.
Unfortunately, none of them possessed Devil Fruits.
Curious, Benedict released his Observation Haki.
There was no trace of any powerful individuals, nor Doflamingo's presence.
"He didn't show up at such an important event?"
"Torrepol, after all, gave him the String-String Fruit, the benefactor who gave him the power of revenge, a high-ranking executive, an important member referred to as family."
"Now that he's dead, there's no reaction."
Benedict left the bar and walked onto the street, filled with surprise.
This was not like Doflamingo at all.
"Marshal."
A voice sounded next to Benedict. It was Jing Ke's.
However, due to the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, no one could see him at this moment.
"You're arriving so late. I was counting on you to steal the Devil Fruit directly," Benedict said with a smile, showing no surprise.
"My apologies, Marshal. I encountered something on the way that I deemed rather important, so I followed it," Jing Ke replied.
Upon hearing this, Benedict asked curiously, "Oh, did something happen?"
Since the Gold-Gold Fruit was easily obtained, Benedict had nothing to dwell on. His previous remarks were merely playful banter.
Instead, what made Jing Ke deviate from his path and deem something important piqued Benedict's interest.
"I was originally heading to the auction to steal the Gold-Gold Fruit, but on the way, I found two CP0 agents blocking Doflamingo's path. The other party presented a token, which caused the arrogant Doflamingo to change color, and he followed them away. So, I made a unilateral decision to follow as well," Jing Ke explained.
Hearing this, Benedict became even more curious. He also understood why Doflamingo had not appeared at the auction and had no reaction to such a significant event.
It turned out he had been called away, and to this day, he still didn't know what had happened.
"Where did he go?" Benedict asked again.
Jing Ke continued to explain, "Your subordinate followed Doflamingo to the shore, where a very luxurious ship was docked near the coast. I observed that all the guards on the ship were CP0 agents, with very high standards."
"After Doflamingo boarded the ship, what was most shocking was that there were Celestial Dragons on board, and they personally received him."
"Your subordinate wanted to get closer to observe, but the distance was too great, and I couldn't board the ship."
"Not long after Doflamingo boarded, the ship set sail. Seeing that the ship had no intention of returning, your subordinate hurried back to rendezvous with the Marshal."
Benedict was somewhat stunned upon hearing this.
Celestial Dragons personally welcomed Doflamingo and left with him.
"How interesting. I wonder who is on this ship."
"Could it be the Gorosei?"
Jing Ke heard Benedict's murmuring and spoke again, "Marshal, when the CP0 agents presented the token, they mentioned a name."
"They called him Saint."
Benedict was somewhat shocked upon hearing this.
Those who could be called "Saint" were male Celestial Dragons.
And someone who could make the defiant Doflamingo compromise and not dare to resist must be a high-ranking Celestial Dragon.
Originally, there were 20 families. Currently, there are only 18 Celestial Dragon families. The Nefertari family was removed as they refused to reside in the Holy Land, thus reducing one spot. The Donquixote family, to which Doflamingo belonged, was originally one of them. Unfortunately, his father abandoned this status and was also removed.
This also indicated that not all Celestial Dragons were fools.
Those who could manage a family were even less likely to be fools.
It was just that these people rarely appeared in front of outsiders.
Even within the Celestial Dragons, they lived in seclusion. However, such people held extremely abundant resources and were mostly aware of external affairs.
Benedict could ascertain that the Celestial Dragon on the ship was definitely the patriarch of a Celestial Dragon family who held supreme power. Only then could Doflamingo be subdued, compromised, and cooperated with.
In fact, Benedict's guess was correct.
At this moment, on the large, luxurious ship that had sailed far from Flamme Island, Doflamingo was extremely furious.
A crystal ball was placed before him, showing the scene of Torrepol's death.
Torrepol was a family member he currently valued greatly.
But now he was dead.
Doflamingo desperately wanted to leave and find Benedict to kill him.
However, the person whose figure could be vaguely seen through the fabric in front of him made him afraid to unleash this fury.
Because this person was Saint Donquixote (fabricated, not much information could be found, so some aspects were written arbitrarily).
"I saved your life, Saint Donquixote."
"If you had stayed there, he would have killed you."
"Just as he killed your subordinate."
Saint Donquixote's voice slowly echoed.
"Don't forget your status."
"And the status I bestowed upon you."
"If you lose your value, everything about you will be stripped away."
"Just like your father."
As Doflamingo listened to Saint Donquixote, he clenched his fists, recalling various memories that also stimulated his nerves.
Unwillingness!
Regret!
Anger!