"Waaah..."
Like a swallow returning to its nest, Ying threw herself into Yaen's arms and sobbed uncontrollably, her hands tightly clasped around Yaen's neck as if afraid he would disappear the moment she loosened her grip.
At first, Yaen's eyes were also brimming with tears, his heart filled with guilt...
However, it did not take long for Yaen to feel a sharp pain in his neck!
What... What incredible strength!
Although Yaen knew full well that there was a chasm between his physique and those top-tier powerhouses of the sea, this body had at least been trained to what could be called its limit. Matching a Marine Headquarters Rear Admiral was absolutely no problem.
Yet after only hesitating for a moment, Yaen was strangled by Ying to the point where he could hardly breathe, and his face even began to turn bright red.
No... No, this wasn't right. His cotton-padded jacket leaked wind and choked his neck...
If this continued, Yaen felt that after roaming the seas for decades, his first truly serious injury might very well come at the hands of his own beloved daughter.
"Ying, calm down. Father won't... won't leave you again... Let... let go!!"
Only when Yaen finally shouted in a slightly stern and anxious tone did Ying instinctively release her hands.
After Yaen took a deep breath, he suddenly noticed that Ying's expression seemed somewhat aggrieved.
"Um... um..."
For a moment, guilt-ridden Yaen instead became flustered and helpless. Just as he was about to explain something, his Observation Haki sensed that the battle on Whitebeard's side had ended, and that Whitebeard had already begun returning toward the first stomach.
Yaen pursed his lips. Realizing that there was not much time left, he pulled Kong and Ying in front of him, touched his forehead to theirs,