"Such a pain! I have to do everything myself." Ronglin rolled over and glanced at Jazz, who was diligently training. He could not help complaining, "Little Jazz! When will you be able to stand on your own? Then you can handle these trivial matters in the future. There'd be no need for me to show up at all!"
Jazz was drenched in sweat. It was hard to tell whether it was because of Ronglin's irresponsible words or because he had been training too hard.
"Tch! Someone as lazy as you will never accomplish anything big!" Caesar pushed open the cabin door and walked out. After shooting Ronglin his trademark look of contempt, he tossed out that jab.
Ronglin placed a hand on the armrest of his lounge chair and rolled over. Caesar was instantly startled. "Don't move! I just got an idea. Don't interrupt me—I'm going back to test it right now."
After saying that, Caesar turned and fled into the cabin as though he were running for his life.
"Haha! What a coward!" Ronglin was extremely satisfied that his intimidation of Caesar had reached such heights.
Jinbe helplessly continued steering the ship. Ronglin was bored all day long and loved picking on Caesar. Caesar, meanwhile, never learned his lesson and always took every opportunity to mock Ronglin, which was simply asking for trouble. The two of them spent every day finding amusement at each other's expense.
"Boss, something's happening!" Jinbe said as he looked toward a spot in the distance where a thin plume of smoke was rising.
Jazz finished his training and steadied his breathing. Then, with a light leap, he sprang onto the lookout platform atop the ship and gazed into the distance.
Ronglin was quite pleased by Jazz's nimble, graceful movements. Jazz's strength had improved at