"Captain, do you think Whitebeard will really storm Marineford?"
Naturally, they knew about the recent major events shaking the seas.
Beckman flicked away some ash and continued, "Even Kaido and Charlotte Linlin have gotten involved. This is probably going to turn the world upside down!"
"Yeah, things are really getting out of hand. We'd better stay out of it. After all, we don't have as many sons as Whitebeard and Big Mom, much less an army like Kaido's Beasts Pirates."
Shanks could only look helpless at the situation.
Shanks grumbled to himself. It was the truth. If only one or two groups were causing trouble, he might have wanted to join the excitement. But three Emperors of the Sea were moving at once. That was simply too outrageous.
Before Beckman could say anything else, the corner of his eye caught a black shadow streaking across the horizon. It moved incredibly fast, landing on the deck in the blink of an eye.
The moment Shanks saw who it was, his face went blank. "Why are you here?"
The wine cup in Shanks's hand clattered onto the deck, spilling wine everywhere. He subconsciously touched his cheek, feeling a faint ache there again.
The visitor was none other than Mu Chen. The moment he saw him, Shanks remembered being slapped in the face. Back then, he had still been a teenager. Mu Chen's beating had dealt an enormous blow to his young mind.
And now, Mu Chen's strength was unfathomable. Shanks was no match for him either.
Mu Chen sat on a nearby barrel, crossing one leg over the other, and looked calmly at Shanks. "I need to ask you to do something."
"What is it?"
There was a slight tremor in Shanks's voice. He knew Mu Chen too well. Whenever Mu Chen