When Mu Chen saw Sengoku looking like that, he helplessly shook his head. Fine, as frustrating as it was, acting still had to be convincing, didn't it?
In any case, in Mu Chen's eyes, carrying out a mission to capture himself was going to be quite entertaining!
In a stretch of sea in the New World, Dragon stood on the deck of the Revolutionary Army's flagship, letting the rain wash over the newspaper in his hand.
Ivankov approached beneath an umbrella, his lipstick smearing into a brilliant red in the rain.
"I heard the Navy formed a special pursuit squad. Garp and Mu Chen are leading it."
Dragon chuckled softly, and the newspaper shattered between his fingers.
"Garp is my father."
Before Mu Chen could finish, Ivankov cut in, "The old man is going to capture himself!"
"Hahaha! How fun, how fun!"
Half a month later, in a certain sea region, a World Government ship was sailing across the ocean. Not far away, Shanks's Red-Haired Pirates ship was following closely behind.
Shanks stood at the bow, observing that ship through a telescope.
"Roux, is that ship carrying the fruit you said could change the world?"
Not far from the Red-Haired Pirates' ship, a figure stood aboard a small boat, likewise eyeing the World Government vessel.
The salty sea breeze carried an air of tension.
"Red-Hair... I never thought you'd be after this fruit too."
"Still, it's mine."
Who's-Who stood on the deck of the World Government ship, one hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Inside the wooden crate behind him was a Devil Fruit regarded as worthless junk, yet still requiring strict escort.
No one knew what stormy waves this fruit would stir up in the future.
Through the telescope, the Red-Haired Pirates' sails looked