"I'm the only one in this entire world who knows how to eat this fruit," Lord Voodoo snapped angrily. "Don't even think about benefiting from it if you don't give back to me!"
Macon frowned as he glanced over at Gregory.
Gregory swiftly started acting as the mediator. "Master Rathbone, Lord Voodoo, I think it's not right for us to mistrust each other so much..."
"Since we've joined forces, we should have faith in our alliance. How are we going to deal with Matthew if we keep our guard up against each other? Don't forget that we're still in a precarious situation right now. Matthew and the Damrons will still come after us, and we'll only be rushing to our deaths if we start infighting!"
Macon took a deep breath and said grimly, "Since we're allies, we can't let him have this fruit all to himself, right? After all, the three of us worked together on the plan. I'm the one who killed Falconn, so why does he get to have the entire fruit?"
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