Deeper Cooperation

Before long, Jin An's ship finally came to a steady stop off the island's shore.

A gentle sea breeze brushed past, filling the air with damp saltiness. The distant sky hung low beneath thick clouds, as though foreshadowing an important clash.

Jin An stood on deck, his eyes fixed on the edge of the island. A dense forest stood there, and deep within its cover, he could sense those familiar presences.

They belonged to Sengoku, Garp, and Tsuru.

These people had once been the backbone of the Marines. Although they had now left its ranks, they still possessed a commanding presence and an intimidating strength that could not be ignored.

"Are you ready?"

Amatsuki Toki came to Jin An's side, her gaze also turning toward the island, her tone carrying a hint of reassurance.

"If they're hostile, we can still retreat in time."

Jin An nodded lightly. There was no tension in his eyes, only resolve and composure.

He took a small bottle from his pocket, drank some water, and said quietly,

"No matter what, we need to talk face-to-face and resolve this."

Then he stepped off the ship and headed toward the shore.

The waves lapped at his feet, bringing a chill with each surge. Every step he took was steady, as though nothing ahead could shake him.

Not far away, Sengoku, Garp, Tsuru, and the others were already waiting on the island's shore.

Sengoku stood at the front, as imposing as ever. Despite his severe injuries, his presence was still not to be underestimated.

Garp leaned against a large tree with a faint smile, casually holding a long stick and occasionally tapping it against the ground, like a fearless old soldier.

Tsuru stood behind the two men, her brow slightly furrowed and her eyes watchful, though she could