"Defy the New Marines?"
"Have these people grown too comfortable in the New World? Since when have rebels been able to speak to us like this?!"
The Den Den Mushi in the cabin fell silent. Saint Saturn stared gravely at the one sitting on the coffee table and spoke in a chilling tone.
The threat in Robin's words infuriated him, but the deeply calculating Saturn did not show that anger directly on his face.
Yet even though Saint Saturn tried his best to control his emotions, Borsalino could still hear the towering rage in his words.
The Celestial Dragons stood above all others, while the Gorosei, the highest authority of the World Government, were truly figures who stood beneath one person and above tens of thousands.
When had anyone ever dared speak to them like this?
If Tsugikuni Yoriichi had been standing before him today, Saint Saturn might have felt some apprehension. But the other party was merely an insignificant grunt from the New Marines, yet she dared disregard the World Government. That was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
Sensing the fury in Saint Saturn's heart, Borsalino, one of the parties involved, felt no real anger himself.
The New Marines had not occupied the New World for merely a day or two. Their power had grown rapidly over the years, and as a Marine Admiral active on the front lines, Borsalino understood the New Marines' strength very well.
In the New World, the New Marines truly had the right to look down on every other force.
The reason they had not yet extended their reach beyond the New World was not because their top-tier strength was lacking. It was simply because the organization had been established too recently, and its middle and lower ranks were not yet powerful enough.