Whitebeard, Kaido, and Charlotte Linlin had joined forces. They were a threat to them as well. If the Marines fell, they would not benefit either.
Sengoku thought it over and felt that Mu Chen made sense. Though the Shichibukai had complicated positions, they might still unite when facing a common threat.
"Good. We'll do as you say. Contact the Seven Warlords of the Sea immediately and have them come to Holy Land Mary Geoise for a meeting. This is also a sign of our regard for them. We'll discuss countermeasures against Whitebeard and the others then."
Mu Chen had thought of that long ago. Regard? To put it bluntly, it was meant to tell Whitebeard and the others that the Shichibukai were on their side.
Mu Chen agreed at once.
"Understood. This meeting is extremely important. You must make sure they all arrive on time. If anyone dares not come, treat them as traitors to the Marines."
Sengoku added another reminder.
Mu Chen nodded and turned to leave.
"I understand."
Watching Mu Chen's departing back, Sengoku sighed softly. He knew that this matter depended entirely on Mu Chen.
Mu Chen walked out of the Marine Headquarters building and immediately took out a Den Den Mushi, beginning to contact the Seven Warlords of the Sea again.
A few days later, in the circular conference hall of Holy Land Mary Geoise, the seats of the Shichibukai were arranged in order.
Mu Chen leaned against the farthest corridor pillar, spinning a metal badge on his fingertip as he listened to the footsteps approaching from behind.
The first to arrive was Fisher Tiger. Bare-chested, his bronze skin was covered in scars of varying depths. When he saw Mu Chen, he merely lifted his chin and said blandly, "You look more spirited than you did