The area near the beach was in an uproar. Every member of the Whitebeard Pirates was filled with righteous indignation; Golden Lion's words had simply been too infuriating.
Whitebeard raised his left hand and pressed it down. The scene quickly quieted, and then he suddenly laughed. "Gurararara... Golden Lion, you really are becoming more and more arrogant. But the Whitebeard Pirates have never feared a challenge!"
"If you want to fight, then I'll fight!"
"Marco, all you Pirates, take some time out of our entertainment and teach Golden Lion's so-called vice-captain a proper lesson..."
"Yes, Pops!"
"No problem, Pops!" The commanders, led by Marco, all answered in turn.
Seeing this, Golden Lion smiled as well. No preparations for my arrival? A huge surprise has already been prepared for you. Heh heh...
"I'll leave everything to you." Golden Lion turned around with a broad smile and looked at Asura Path Pain, who wore a black robe patterned with red clouds and a blood-soaked Asura battle mask.
"Don't worry!" Carlos had been controlling Asura Path Pain and secretly observing the Whitebeard Pirates, estimating their strength.
The Whitebeard Pirates were indeed powerful. There was no need to mention Whitebeard—he was unquestionably strong. The other commanders each had their own specialties and were no weaker. Even the ordinary Pirates were exceptional, their combat power surpassing that of the common Pirates in ninety-nine percent of the Pirate Crews in the New World.
And this was only part of the Whitebeard Pirates' fighting strength. Unlike when the Whitebeard Pirates attacked Marine Headquarters in the original story, Whitebeard could mobilize far more power here in the New World, his home territory.
There were all kinds of subordinate Pirate Crews affiliated with the Whitebeard Pirates, as well as various forces that depended on Whitebeard, including nations. Given Whitebeard's