"Old bro, a Marine warship is approaching from the distance!"
Just then, a lookout suddenly shouted.
Whitebeard narrowed his eyes and glanced at the black speck in the distance.
"Those damn Marines, they really sent some blind fool who dared to barge in here!"
Marco spread his Phoenix wings and flew into the air for a look, his face full of disbelief. "It's him!"
Marco naturally recognized Mu Chen. After all, when Mu Chen had fought Whitebeard back then, he had witnessed the entire battle.
"Who is it?"
Whitebeard asked curiously. Seeing Marco's shocked expression, he knew the newcomer meant trouble.
Marco spoke directly. "Careful!"
"Marine admiral, Blood Eyes Mu Chen!"
Marco's voice exploded across the Moby Dick's deck like a clap of thunder. The previously noisy deck fell deathly silent. Jozu, who had been arm-wrestling Ace, abruptly let go, and his diamond arm slammed onto the deck with a clang, making even the rum in the barrels ripple.
"Who did you say?"
"That Marine monster who can go toe-to-toe with Pops?"
Jozu's eyes widened, the veins beneath his diamond skin clearly visible. "Who else could it be?"
Marco folded his Phoenix wings and landed on the deck, the flames on his feathers flickering more fiercely than usual.
"He was the one who kicked Pops' Murakumogiri hilt apart."
Those words immediately reminded everyone of the battle between Mu Chen and Whitebeard several years ago.
Not only that, the last time Mu Chen came, he had cursed Whitebeard out so thoroughly that Whitebeard was left fuming.
Ace had not expected the visitor to be his teacher, Mu Chen. He looked toward Whitebeard.
"Pops..." Ace saw Whitebeard staring at Murakumogiri standing nearby and nervously tried to stop him.
"I didn't expect that brat Mu Chen to come again."
Whitebeard's Murakumogiri had long