"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough, you two!"
"Keep competing like this, and are you trying to tear this place apart?"
Lin Yan spoke to them both helplessly.
At first, he had thought—
After the two old fossils met, they would first trade insults for a while before launching into an earth-shattering battle.
Just look at that stone table.
It had been shattered into powder by the force of their clash!
Well.
It truly had been an earth-shattering battle.
Since they could not continue competing—
Whitebeard came up with another idea. "Drinking. How about we decide who's stronger by drinking?"
"With you looking like that, you still want to drink? Are you tired of living?"
Zephyr sneered.
"Coincidentally, I really am tired of living!"
"What, are you scared?"
"If you're scared, hurry up and admit defeat! The Whitebeard Pirates have a rule: those who surrender only lose half. Stop embarrassing yourself here!"
Marco and Jozu had banned him from drinking for the sake of his health.
It had made him miserable.
To the point that he spent every day scheming to beg for even a tiny bit of alcohol.
This time, to compete with Zephyr in drinking—and to satisfy his own craving—Whitebeard began speaking in a deliberately provocative tone.
"Heh. Don't think I can't see through your little scheme."
"What if I refuse to drink?"
Zephyr sat in his chair.
He crossed his legs, a smile hanging at the corner of his lips.
He had directly seized Whitebeard's weak point.
Wanted to drink?
Dream on!
Seeing Zephyr like this, Whitebeard gritted his teeth and thought, Damn it, you bastard, you didn't take the bait!
Unable to drink—
Whitebeard got angry.
The two immediately tore off all pretenses.
One insulted the other, and the other fired right back.
In an instant—
The