No Such Thing As A 50-Year-Old Crown Prince!

Mo Xingchen and Kizaru, two scoundrels, endured the difficult wait in the office until the moment the closing bell rang.

Kizaru immediately activated his elemental form and vanished without a trace. Mo Xingchen, on the other hand, leaped through the window and shot towards the town, treading on Geppo.

When Mo Xingchen arrived at the restaurant he had booked while still at work, he found Kizaru already changed into casual clothes, sitting at a table and elegantly sipping red wine.

He instantly flew into a rage, eyes wide, pointing at Kizaru and shouting:

"Damn it! You've insulted me too much!"

Borsalino pulled down his sunglasses, grinned wryly, and said:

"Kowaiii! Then I'll treat you to this meal."

"Hmph! Then I'll generously let you off the hook this time."

Mo Xingchen's expression changed instantly. He tidied his clothes, which had become wrinkled from his rapid movement, and elegantly pulled out a chair to sit down.

The reason for this incident was that Mo Xingchen, for reasons unknown, had insisted on a speed race with Kizaru, agreeing that whoever arrived at the restaurant later would pay.

To his surprise, that scoundrel even took time to go home. Not only did he drop off a gift, but he also changed his clothes! Did Mo Xingchen have no pride?!

After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, they each went their separate ways.

Mo Xingchen ambled over to Garp's yard and, seeing the light still on inside, knocked on the door.

"Yohohoho, it's about time you returned to headquarters, kid."

"Tch, I've already seen all four seas anyway."

Garp stepped aside to let Mo Xingchen in, then ran into the bedroom and emerged, holding a box as if it were a treasure.

He opened the lid, and Garp, with his thick fingers, carefully picked up the contents and handed them over. Mo Xingchen took them and casually flipped through them, realizing they were photos and letters.

Garp happily introduced them to Mo Xingchen one by one.

"Look, this is Ace! He's grown so much. He was so tiny when I brought him back!

Yohohoho, and this one, this is Dragon's son, my grandson, Luffy! Monkey D. Luffy!

Yohohoho, I will definitely train them to be heroes of the Marines!"

Mo Xingchen smiled and listened to Garp's bragging. Then he saw the large characters "Colonel Mo Xingchen" written on the envelope. He paused, tilted his head, and asked:

"Old man Garp, isn't this a letter Dragon wrote to me!"

Garp froze at the words, then awkwardly scratched his head and chuckled, "Yohohoho, I was just curious what that brat wrote!"

He then turned angry:

"Speaking of which, I'm filled with rage! If I hadn't read his letter to you, I wouldn't have known he got married, let alone had a child!

He didn't even notify me, his father, about such major life events! The last time I ran into him at the G-3 Base, I beat him soundly, and the slipper marks on his face haven't faded yet!"

Mo Xingchen slapped his forehead and said speechlessly, "Uncle, is there a possibility that Dragon went to the G-3 Base precisely to tell you these things in person? Otherwise, I can't imagine why you would have happened to run into him at a branch base."

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"Ah... haha... hahahaha, is that so?"

Sigh~ I pity that kid Dragon for three seconds. He probably happily went to find his father to share the good news, only to be inexplicably beaten soundly and receive the glorious tattoo of a supreme slipper.

Mo Xingchen looked at the increasingly awkward Garp and chuckled, changing the subject.

"Speaking of which, Uncle, how do you plan to train these two little guys?"

"Of course, I'll train them to be strong Marines like myself. Back when I was five, I defeated the most powerful beast in Golbo Mountain..."

"Wait, Uncle, hold on. I believe the most important thing for children is ideological education! Teaching them how to behave! They need to understand right from wrong, and be guided to establish correct views on the world, values, and life.

Whether it's strength accumulated on their own or borrowed external power, the user must first revere power and life. Otherwise, it becomes chaotic power. And chaos only brings destruction."

Garp's expression turned serious upon hearing this. He frowned, deep in thought. Mo Xingchen thought he had a good idea when he suddenly punched his palm, but all he got was a righteous declaration:

"Too troublesome, I won't!"

I'm tired, let it all be destroyed!

Garp is trustworthy in important matters, but a bit careless in small ones, though the impact is not significant. However, when it comes to raising children, he can be described as a complete disaster.

When I watched the anime before, seeing little Luffy and the others, barely toddlers, being chased by all sorts of fierce beasts through the forest and flying into the sky with balloons, people might have laughed happily. But imagine if the person being chased by a tiger was you at five years old! No one would be able to laugh then, would they?

"You said that when they get a bit older, I should bring them to Marine Headquarters."

"Ace might be a bit better, after all, so much time has passed, and that mission was canceled long ago.

But for Luffy... you know what Dragon is doing now, who his enemies are. The CP Organization will definitely target Luffy then. It's easy to dodge open attacks but hard to guard against hidden arrows. Unless you can stay by Luffy's side all the time."

"Sigh... we'll see then. After Old Man Kong retires in a few days, we'll go back to the East Blue together to check on those two brats."

"No problem."

The next morning, Mo Xingchen yawned, holding soy milk and fried dough sticks from the cafeteria, and walked into the conference room. After looking around, he noticed that the lowest rank present was Commodore. As a mere Colonel, he stood out conspicuously. However, the vast majority of the generals nodded at him, their attitudes very friendly.

He then looked at the conference table, where the high-ranking leaders and influential Vice Admirals of the Marines were seated. He consciously walked to a corner in the last row and quietly ate his breakfast.

The big shots always like to make an entrance. The meeting was scheduled for 9:30, and Mo Xingchen arrived right on time, but Fleet Admiral Kong and Admiral Sengoku were only just strolling into the conference room now, at 9:40.

As Fleet Admiral Kong took his seat, an orderly closed the conference room doors, and the atmosphere immediately grew serious.

Kong scanned the attendees. When he saw Mo Xingchen still lowering his head and eating a fried dough stick, his brow twitched. However, seeing that everyone who needed to be there had arrived, he couldn't be bothered to dwell on such minor matters. He cleared his throat and began:

"Comrades, I believe you've all heard some rumors recently. That's right! This may be the last time I preside over a meeting as Fleet Admiral.

During my tenure, all of you colleagues have fought bravely for the Justice in your hearts, brought an end to the Pirate King, and apprehended heinous pirates. Your actions have upheld the dignity of the Marines, and I am honored to have served alongside you!

However, I am indeed getting old, and it is time to entrust the future of the Marines to you younger ones. In a few days, the graduation ceremony for this year's training camp will take place, and that will also be my handover ceremony.

So now, I invite the next Fleet Admiral, Sengoku, to say a few words!"

Clap clap clap

Warm applause erupted.

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