You people are talking nonsense! He's my grandson!
At that moment, a group of onlookers whispered among themselves, and Garp's head began to ache when he heard them.
Once everyone heard Garp say that, they immediately understood.
Garp then led Mu Chen up the mountain, and before long, they arrived in front of a small house.
Sure enough, he was handing Ace over to Dadan. Mu Chen did not even know how to complain about Garp anymore.
In the end, Mu Chen met that old bandit woman, the foster mother of the three little ones.
When Dadan saw Garp bringing a child over to find her, she became a little irritated. "What are you here for again?"
Although Dadan sounded somewhat impatient, there was still a hint of concern when she saw Garp come looking for her. After all, Garp would threaten them from time to time.
"Uh, Dadan?"
"Uh, I need a favor. Help me look after this child. His name is Ace."
"Uh, he's my grandson."
Garp said with a grin as he scratched his head. He was definitely no professional when it came to raising children; all he knew was fighting and catching pirates. He was a straightforward brute through and through. Besides, he could not bring Ace onto a warship or back to Marineford, so Dadan had been his first choice. Still, Mu Chen could not understand it. Was there really no one else?
"How bold of you!"
Letting bandits raise a child—how ridiculous. Still, Dadan was a good person. Though she looked fierce, she was kind-hearted, which was probably why Garp had chosen her. After all, who would have thought that the Pirate King's son would be raised by mountain bandits?
"Garp, don't think I should thank you just because you haven't arrested me. I'm