New World.
This fearsome sea, ruled by the Four Emperors, was also stirred by the freshly printed newspaper.
Aboard the Moby Dick.
"Pops, there's an incredible rookie in the first half of the Grand Line."
Marco, the First Division Commander, walked over to Whitebeard with a newspaper in hand. His tone carried a note of astonishment. "Portgas D. Ace. His bounty is 770 million. He didn't just steal the Heavenly Tribute—he also left that old man Zephyr badly injured."
"Gurararara!"
Edward Newgate glanced at the photo in the newspaper and let out a deafening laugh. The sound sent ripples through the surrounding sea.
"The brats these days are getting more and more audacious. They even dare to go after the Heavenly Tribute." Whitebeard picked up the enormous cup beside him and took a hearty swig. "That old stick-in-the-mud Zephyr took quite a fall this time. But this sea belongs to the young, in the end. Let them make a commotion."
As far as Whitebeard was concerned, as long as no one laid a hand on his family, no upheaval in the outside world could trouble him much.
Whole Cake Island.
"MAMA! MAMA!"
Big Mom, one of the Four Emperors, Charlotte Linlin, was stuffing caramel cream puffs into her mouth. She didn't even glance at the newspaper her eldest son, Perospero, had brought her.
"What rookie? What bounty? I couldn't care less! Unless he can bring me the most delicious sweets in the world, don't bother me with such boring nonsense!"
By contrast, Kaido, the "Beasts" who held sway over Onigashima, reacted quite differently.
"Hic... Mythical Zoan? Vermilion Bird?"
Kaido, his face flushed from drinking, let out a booze-scented belch. He snatched the newspaper from King the Conflagration, one of the All-Stars, and stared intently at the blurry photo of Ace,