After Roger died, Whitebeard had felt deeply saddened. Now even Golden Lion was dead, and he could no longer put his feelings into words.
His sons watched their Pops fall silent and grew worried.
Just then, Whitebeard burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Golden Lion, you left us so soon. I never saw that coming!"
There was a trace of regret in Whitebeard's voice.
Seeing that their Pops was in low spirits, his sons felt their own moods sink.
Beside him, Jozu slammed a fist into the railing and roared, "Bullet and Crocodile have become Shichibukai? The Navy is playing with fire!"
His voice made the air around them hum.
Marco frowned and thought for a moment before speaking. "The Navy is trying to upset the balance of the seas. Bullet and Sand Crocodile have joined the Shichibukai, and they even killed Golden Lion. They're sending us a warning!"
Thatch clenched his fists, eager for a fight. "Pops, should we strike first and show the Navy what we can do?"
Everyone felt the same itch. They had trained hard lately, and now they wanted nothing more than a chance to cut loose.
Whitebeard shook his head. "The Navy wouldn't dare do this without preparing for the consequences. They also have two powerful allies in Bullet and Sand Crocodile. We can't act rashly. Let's see whether Kaido or Big Mom makes a move first."
Whitebeard knew his sons had been training hard and were itching for a fight, but the Whitebeard Pirates weren't about to rush into one.
The only reasons he went to sea were to recruit a promising newcomer as a son or to defend his territory. He had no intention of being the first to stick his neck out.
Still, there was nothing wrong with flexing their muscles once.
Besides,