The open and covert struggles among the major powers had never ceased. Recently, the Pirate Alliance, which had suffered a major blow, was preparing to make a comeback, and many great powers were trying to fish in troubled waters.
Although this place did not belong to any major power, it was very close to where Fire Fist Ace and Blackbeard had clashed. Who knew what terrifying dangers might be lurking here? Ever cautious, Ronglin decided to scout the way himself first.
Jazz reluctantly accepted Ronglin's arrangement. Though he really wanted to go ashore, he could not throw a childish tantrum. Besides, what if he embarrassed Boss Ronglin and Ronglin killed him in a fit of rage?
Ronglin's furious appearance that morning had left a deep shadow in Jazz's heart.
This time, Ronglin no longer docked in some remote wilderness. Instead, he berthed directly at the harbor. After all, his ship did not fly a pirate flag, and none of his crew were wanted death-row criminals. (Everyone: ...)
Caesar was quite happy to hear that he would be going ashore. His experimental materials had nearly run out, so it was time to buy more. Moreover, as Ronglin's chief think tank and lackey, Caesar often bore the important mission of coming up with bad ideas for Ronglin anytime and anywhere. Thus, most of the time, Caesar quite enjoyed going out with Ronglin.
After all, Ronglin was powerful, which made him feel safe. Besides, if the sky fell, the Boss would hold it up; if a black pot came down, he would carry it. Life was rich and colorful, so why not?
Seeing Caesar leave with Ronglin, no one knew how many days they would be off having fun this time.
"I'm so jealous!" someone sighed.
"Yeah!" someone echoed. "Captain doesn't seem to