Whitebeard's Gift, Ye Zhuo's Return Gift

"Gurarararara!

I've come in response to your invitation.

Can you handle this grand gift?"

Whitebeard was famously frugal.

He saved all his treasure for the people of his homeland.

That was why whenever he went out drinking, his sons always paid the Beli.

Otherwise, why would Shanks bring his own alcohol whenever he went drinking with Whitebeard?

That was equally well known.

To attend Demon King Ye Zhuo's Demon King Conference, one had to bring a monetary contribution and a gift.

"There isn't a contribution in this world that I, Ye Zhuo, dare not accept.

If you, Whitebeard, dare to accept it, then so do I. And even if you don't dare to accept it, I still do!

That is what it means to be a Demon King!"

Ye Zhuo drained the wine from the Life Grail in one gulp.

Whitebeard planted Murakumogiri heavily into the bow of the ship with one hand.

He exerted force with both arms and clenched his five fingers.

He grabbed at the air, somehow stirring both the ocean and the sky.

Heaven and earth trembled, and the seawater split into massive blocks.

Towering waves were about to come crashing down.

Whitebeard's way of giving gifts was truly unique.

"You little brat!

Come and take whatever you want!

I want to see whether you have the ability!"

As Newgate spoke, the Whitebeard Pirates' ships headed toward the port as well.

"You really understand self-service."

Ye Zhuo vanished in a flash.

The Eye of Aurora flickered.

The next instant, he appeared aboard the Ice Witch's pirate ship.

Whitey Bay had been worrying about Whitebeard.

Yet Ye Zhuo suddenly appeared before her.

"Perfect timing. My pirate crew needs someone to make cold drinks, and you fit the role."

"Nani?"

The Ice Witch had not expected Ye Zhuo