C388 Swindler Ye's Divine Logic

"What the heck is this!? A motorboat? Where would I even get a motorboat from? How is this my problem?!"

Russell was shoveling food into his mouth non-stop, embracing the philosophy that eating his fill was akin to striking gold, and had stuffed himself until he was round as a ball.

He even let out a commanding burp at the newcomer.

"Boss number one... I mean, Boss Sun Moon, he said..