Vice Admiral He had remained silent, merely standing quietly to one side with his usual folding fan clenched in his hand. Only now did he slowly speak, his voice gentle yet carrying an unquestionable certainty.
Garp was right. Mu Chen might seem impulsive, but he knew better than anyone what he wanted to do.
During this Marineford War, he clearly had the ability to crush the Whitebeard Pirates outright, yet he still held back.
He understood that what the Navy needed was not a record of total annihilation, but stable seas.
If Mu Chen had heard Garp and Vice Admiral He's assessment of him, he probably would have been embarrassed enough to find a hole to crawl into.
He really had not thought that much about it!
As he spoke, He walked over to Sengoku, gently patted him on the shoulder, and slowly asked, "You're worried he won't be able to suppress the voices within the Navy?"
Sakazuki might be stubborn, but he respected strength. Mu Chen's power during the Marineford War had been plain for all to see. Borsalino might seem laid-back, but he had never gone against someone capable.
As for the remaining Vice Admirals and Rear Admirals, most had watched Mu Chen rise step by step from Rear Admiral to Admiral. Their recognition of him was far greater than you imagined.
Sengoku gave a bitter smile and placed the confidential letter on the table, his fingertips repeatedly brushing over the words "Mu Chen succeeds as Fleet Admiral."
"I'm not worried that he can't keep people in line. I'm worried that he can't bear the burden."
The position of Fleet Admiral was not one that could be secured by strength alone. He would have to deal with the Five Elders, balance the interests of the World Government and