You Forgot One Thing

Feng Fan turned his gaze to Ma Chen, who was bound tightly by his chains. Despite the dire situation, a faint smile tugged at his lips.

"Little Chen, it seems you're not working hard enough. As an educated man from a capitalist society, I have to make you work to the bone!"

Sensing his intentions, Straw Hat hummed disapprovingly, warning Feng Fan against what he was planning to do. Feng Fan scoffed, brushing off the caution.

"It's either try or die—no other choice," he muttered resolutely.

He focused his will, guiding the stored ghostly spiritual energy inside his inner palace toward Ma Chen's body. 

If it was poison to him, then he'd just send it somewhere else!