Mu Chen, get to Paris immediately!
Van Dole, there have been unusual developments in the New World. I need you to lead a team there and suppress them!
Sengoku's voice carried unquestionable authority.
Mu Chen raised an eyebrow. He had not expected to be sent on another mission at a time like this. Helplessly, he looked at Dracule Mihawk. "Understood, Marshal Zhang." He immediately cut off the call.
Mu Chen said helplessly to Dracule Mihawk, "Looks like we'll have to put our bet on hold for now."
"I never said I was betting with you."
Dracule Mihawk did not fall for it at all, leaving Mu Chen choking on his anger.
Mu Chen transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot into the sky.
"Dracule Mihawk, just you wait! One day, if I don't like the look of you, I'll beat you up!"
Dracule Mihawk watched the lightning vanish into the distance before sitting back down on his cross-shaped boat.
His greatsword slid back into its sheath. The sea breeze lifted his cloak, revealing the faintest hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Then I'll look forward to it."
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Mu Chen was now aboard his warship, helplessly patrolling the New World.
Meanwhile, on Drum Island along the Grand Line, cherry blossoms were miraculously blooming.
Luffy stood by the railing, carrying the bandage-wrapped Zoro on his back. Behind him stood Sanji, Nami, and the newly joined reindeer, Chopper, all waving goodbye.
"Thank you, Doctor Doreel!"
Luffy's voice echoed across the snowfield. Chopper's eyes were red as he tightly clutched the medicine box Aunt Chain had given him.
Amid the falling cherry blossoms, someone called out, "Remember to take your medicine on time!"
The Going Merry raised its sails and