Yeah, my grandma said this was a surprise...
"You're back!"
In the distance, Garp approached with several people. Looking at the three lone figures at the harbor, a flash of admiration crossed his eyes. Colonel T-Bone had already sent him a complete report on the battle.
What had originally been a terrifying crisis had actually been resolved by this little bald kid alone. And judging by how he looked now, the battle had not inflicted much damage on him at all.
But was this brat really that strong?
Had he held back when sparring with me, or had this kid gotten stronger again in just these few days?
"Vice Admiral Garp." Koby and Helmeppo bowed.
Wu Biao did not turn around. He continued tilting his head as he stared out at the sea, causing a strange look to flash through Garp's eyes as he approached. At that moment, Garp sensed killing intent from Wu Biao...
In over a month of knowing the kid, this was the first time he had sensed killing intent from the little bald head, and Garp's expression darkened.
It was not because of Wu Biao's killing intent, but because he was wondering who had angered this good-tempered kid enough to make him want to kill.
That was right—good-tempered!
That was Garp's impression of Wu Biao. If that thought made its way back to the Seireitei, there would probably be a whole crowd jumping out to refute it.
But comparatively speaking, Wu Biao, who never casually talked about killing people, truly could be considered mild-tempered in this world.
"What are you looking at?" Garp did not beat around the bush and directly asked what was on his mind.
Wu Biao stroked his chin with a thoughtful expression. "I'm thinking about whether I can kill the sinner who