Long Time No See, First Mate

Edward Newgate raised a sake jug as large as a small hill and poured its clear, sweet liquor into a huge bowl. He drank deeply and freely, only looking at the Golden Lion before him after draining the bowl.

"Now that you've cut off your own legs to escape Impel Down, where do you plan to go?"

"Zehahahahaha! As long as I'm around, the Grand Fleet will continue to exist. One day, this world will belong to Golden Lion..."

With that, Golden Lion laughed heartily. After unexpectedly escaping Impel Down, he had never imagined he would gain something like that. Was this what they meant by fortune and misfortune being intertwined?

"Looks like you still haven't given up on that boring struggle for dominance."

Hearing Whitebeard's assessment, Golden Lion snorted. No matter what Newgate said, it would never change his nature of loving to collect treasure.

"Looks like you've found yourself a group of decent underlings. By your way of putting it, they're your so-called 'family,' right? Zehahahahaha..."

"When the day comes that your family betrays you, you'll understand that the most important thing in this world isn't family—it's power!"

Whitebeard gave a cold snort, then glanced back at the anxious people watching him from afar. There was a hint of contempt in his voice.

"Only fools obsessed with power would spout such twisted nonsense. My family will never betray me."

"Since you're so certain, then when we meet again twenty years from now, we'll settle who truly rules these seas!"

With that, Golden Lion was about to turn and float away, intending to carry out the plan he had been quietly devising ever since discovering that deserted island.

Suddenly, as though remembering something, Golden Lion turned back with a serious look on his face.

"Oh, right. Before I entered