"Just as expected."
Standing beside him, Whitebeard spoke in a deep voice, a barely perceptible chill flashing through his eyes.
Whitebeard did not appear overly tense. He had long grown accustomed to situations this complex; instead, he displayed profound calmness and decisiveness.
"Jin An, you thought of this problem long ago, didn't you?"
Kuzan spoke from the side as well, his tone carrying a hint of scrutiny and confusion.
"This time, we split into so many routes, and the routes were kept strictly confidential. For the enemy to lock onto the targets so quickly... I don't believe there's no problem."
Jin An's eyes flickered slightly before he slowly spoke.
"These scattered routes were originally arranged to ensure the safety of our transports.
And only a few of our high-ranking officers knew the specific details of every route.
So when we received reports of attacks from the rear, it meant there was a traitor among us."
There was not the slightest hesitation in his tone. The moment he said those words, his gaze withdrew from the surroundings and became deep and cold.
He knew that World Government spies had been infiltrating the Neo Marines for long enough.
By now, they had clearly learned every transport plan and had even regarded them as the perfect opportunity to cut off the Neo Marines' rear support.
"I have the same feeling. Someone has already planted a ticking bomb within us."
Kuzan frowned slightly. Though reluctant to accept the fact, he had to admit that Jin An's words were convincingly reasonable.
Jin An did not answer immediately. He turned and walked onto the warship's deck, the sea breeze brushing against his face as his deep gaze fell upon the distant horizon.
At that moment, the ship's broadcast system suddenly sounded, and the soldiers' voices were