"I'm not sure. The battle is surrounded by flames, but from the previous attacks, it seems that Chen Fan has the upper hand."
"Good! Don't bother with them. Let them fight. It would be best if Chen Fan killed Ace."
Meanwhile, Red-Haired once again came aboard Whitebeard's ship to pay him a visit. Whitebeard's body was covered in tubes, yet he remained as imposing as ever. Looking down at Shanks seated on the deck, he said, "Red-Haired! What are you here for again?"
"I'm here to advise you to call Ace back as soon as possible. That man named Chen Fan seems to have no reservations whatsoever. If Ace really angers him, then Ace will be in danger." Red-Haired took a sip of wine and spoke to Whitebeard.
"Hahaha...! Red-Haired! Where has the once-overbearing you gone? He's just some brat! A brat who just entered the Grand Line, only lucky enough to get this far. Besides, my children have grown up and naturally have the right to make their own decisions. I support Ace's choice." Whitebeard laughed, then drained a large bowl of wine.
The nurse beside him spoke up. "Captain, you can't drink anymore. It'll damage your health."
"How could drinking something I enjoy harm my body?" Whitebeard said.
"If that's really what you think, then I have nothing more to say. The World Government would certainly be delighted to see such an outcome, but I can only tell you that this man called Chen Fan is no ordinary person. Your traitorous son, Blackbeard, has already died by his hand. If you don't want another son to die by his hand, then don't get involved with him again!" Red-Haired told Whitebeard.
Whitebeard narrowed his eyes and looked at Red-Haired. "I, Whitebeard, have roamed the Grand Line for so many