As everyone talked over one another, Momousagi and Fujitora finally realized that the kid who had just walked in was the Star Alliance's rumored next Alliance Leader, said to be surrounded by glory at Ronglin's side.
Jazz slowly raised a hand, and everyone immediately fell silent, not daring to speak. His sharp, spirited gaze swept over Fujitora and Momousagi's faces, making them instantly feel the imposing aura radiating from him.
"Hmm! Not bad, quite imposing." Fujitora nodded. "Your Haki is beginning to take shape, and your bearing is quite forceful too. Train for another five or six years, and perhaps you'll be able to exchange a few moves with this old man!"
Momousagi smiled at his words. It seemed this kid had come for the two of them. He had released his aura the moment he arrived, wanting to test them, but such strength truly amounted to nothing before them.
A trace of dejection flashed through Jazz's eyes. He walked to their side and said indifferently, "The two of you came all this way. You didn't come merely to curl up here and have a drink, did you?"
Fujitora smiled faintly. "That's right! We want to make some big news, but we haven't figured out how to start, so we've been hesitating. What do you say? Does your Star Alliance have the guts to make some big news with us?"
"Shut up, you blind man! Our Alliance Leader may have nothing else, but he's got plenty of guts!"
"Exactly! Our—"
One cold look from Jazz made those who wanted to spout nonsense fall silent.
"Follow me, you two!" Jazz's gaze was exceedingly haughty. "If you want to make some big news, it isn't something you can pull off just because you feel like it. That depends on whether our Boss