"Haha, Whitebeard, you're as sharp as ever. Your head works far better than Roger's."
A hearty laugh rang out from the Red Force.
Soon, a man in a purple robe, black sunglasses, and long silver hair, with two ancient short axes hanging at his waist, leaped onto the Moby Dick.
Seeing this former third-in-command of Pirate King Roger's crew, many people's expressions changed slightly. They instinctively took half a step back, clearing a path for him.
Asura Demon Gaban—his name alone was enough to send a chill through the hearts of fellow pirates.
Moreover, more than a decade ago, the Whitebeard Pirates and the Roger Pirates had been old rivals who clashed frequently.
Ever since joining this ship, the stories they had heard most often were likely tales of those battles and achievements.
Now that they had suddenly been lucky enough to see the man himself, it undoubtedly stirred up those memories.
After all, only by emphasizing how powerful one's enemies were could one also demonstrate one's own strength.
"Alright, there's no need for you to be scared. Just like Rayleigh, I stopped enjoying killing long ago. Back then, there were simply too many pirates coming to challenge us. If we hadn't slaughtered a few of them ruthlessly, those guys would never have stopped." Gaban grabbed the flask at his waist, took a swig, and said with a sigh.
"Back then, Rayleigh and I never expected that Big News bastard would slap such a title on us. It depressed me for quite a while."
"But enough small talk, Whitebeard. I heard you failed to recruit Rayleigh, and that he ended up boarding the ship of Uchiha Qin Yu, one of the Five Emperors."
"I've heard about that guy for a long time, but I really want to know what charm