Borsalino was stunned for a moment when Mu Chen asked him that.
He had never considered that question.
As a Marine admiral, he was used to solving problems with strength and speed, but he had never faced such a provocation that touched upon the bottom line of ethics.
He opened his mouth, but in the end, he merely gave a bitter smile. "Well, probably... hehehe, I'd have blown that old man's laboratory flat. So I've already been very restrained."
A mocking curve rose at the corner of Mu Chen's lips.
"At least I didn't sink Egghead Island into the sea."
Borsalino saw the flash of pain in his eyes and immediately understood.
"Phew, phew... Everyone looks so scary when they're angry."
In truth, this was also Borsalino's first time seeing Mu Chen angry. He had never expected Mu Chen to be so terrifying when angered.
At that thought, Borsalino could not help but shudder.
The two remained silent all the way, walking wordlessly to the harbor.
Golden sunlight spilled across the sea. Mu Chen leaped onto the warship and headed straight for the command room, leaving Borsalino standing on deck, staring in Egghead Island's direction with a tightly furrowed brow.
"Set sail. Destination: Marineford!"
Mu Chen's voice came from the command room, carrying unquestionable authority. The warship slowly left the harbor, its massive propellers churning apart the tranquil sea.
Mu Chen stood before the command room window, watching Egghead Island grow smaller and smaller, his expression complicated. He knew that what had happened today would not end here.
Vegapunk's madness must have been tacitly approved by the Five Elders. Who knew what conspiracy those five old bastards were plotting?
But Mu Chen did not want to think about it anymore. He suddenly spoke to the communications officer behind him. "Send