Of course, there was nothing wrong with what Mu Chen had said, at least in Borsalino's eyes.
He had long been disgusted by the things the Celestial Dragons and the World Government did. Otherwise, he would not have slacked off at every opportunity.
The only reason he still occasionally kept in touch with Dragon was because he thought that, if the chance came, cooperating with the Revolutionary Army was not out of the question.
Borsalino looked at Mu Chen, opened his mouth, yet could not say a word for a long time.
"Maintaining peace across the seas."
He repeated those words quietly, his voice carrying a hint of self-mockery. "The peace the World Government gives us is letting the Celestial Dragons treat civilians as slaves, using the Navy as a gun, and turning us into their watchdogs?"
"Heh." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head. A flash of sharpness crossed his eyes before quickly fading away.
"I've known all that for a long time. That's why I slack off every day. I don't want to help them commit evil, but I don't have the courage to stand against them like you do."
"I thought that as long as I ignored everything, I could wait peacefully until retirement, go fishing in East Blue, and never deal with this crap again. But what happened?"
"Yeah."
Borsalino gave a bitter smile and spread his hands. "I hid for so long, but I still couldn't get away."
"Mu Chen, you're actually Thunder? The Revolutionary Army member who dared to go head-to-head with Wu Laoxin?"
"Half a month ago, you beat me half to death. Now I have to pretend I know nothing. What does that make me?"
At this point, Borsalino's mind was in complete turmoil. Having reached this stage, he truly did