Mu Chen glanced at him, frightening Jozu into immediately shutting his mouth and shrinking behind Vista.
Ace walked over to Whitebeard's side. Seeing the slight redness in his eyes, he softly asked, "Old man, are you all right?"
"I'm fine."
Whitebeard patted his shoulder, though with far less force than usual.
"It's nothing serious."
He looked at Mu Chen, his tone softening somewhat as he finally voiced his doubt. "Tell me, what exactly did you come here for today?"
"You didn't come all this way just to have a real fight with me, did you?"
Whitebeard did not believe Mu Chen had come to fight. The current balance was not so easily broken. If the Navy truly moved against the Four Emperors, the other Emperors would not let it go so easily. The Navy could not be foolish enough to shatter this balance, much less send Mu Chen alone. However poorly Whitebeard might be doing, he was still known as the strongest man on the seas. If they truly fought in earnest, he would not lose to Mu Chen so easily.
"Of course not!"
Mu Chen walked over to the barrels that had been overturned by Haki earlier, picked up one that had not broken, and dusted it off. Then his icy gaze fell upon Blackbeard Teach amid the crowd. He said coldly, "If I said I wanted to kill one of your men, Whitebeard, would you fight me to the death?"
Mu Chen's voice was not loud, yet it was like a sharpened dagger, precisely stabbing into the hearts of everyone aboard the Moby Dick.
The air on deck instantly froze. Even the sea breeze seemed to come to a standstill as every gaze turned toward Mu Chen, who looked like a demon.
Among the crowd stood a burly