Advancing Toward Amazon Lily! Training Begins

On the Moby Dick.

Whitebeard sat in his enormous chair, gazing into the distance.

A nurse was examining him, but his mind was clearly elsewhere.

"Pops hasn't been in very good health lately. Shouldn't you rest for a few more days?" Marco asked worriedly.

He knew his captain too well. Years of battle had steadily taken their toll on Pops's body.

"Gurararara..." Whitebeard threw back his head and laughed, paying no heed to the nurse's worried look.

"That brat has been far too interesting lately. How could I not go see him?"

Ace stood to one side, fighting spirit flashing in his eyes. "Does Pops want to fight Lin Ye?"

Those words immediately energized the entire ship.

"Want to bet? I'm betting Pops will win!" Thatch shouted excitedly.

"Obviously. Pops is the strongest man in the world!" Vista chimed in.

"You brats have that much faith in Pops?" Jozu joined the discussion with a laugh.

Jozu was actually thinking about Lin Ye as well.

That young man's rise had simply been too astonishing.

In just a few short years, he had gone from an obscure little pirate to a supreme powerhouse with a bounty exceeding 4.5 billion Beli.

"Even the youngest of the Four Emperors can't possibly be a match for Pops!"

"I'll wager ten thousand Beli on Pops!"

"I'll bet twenty thousand!"

The whole ship was swept up in a feverish atmosphere.

Watching the scene, Marco felt that something was off.

He noticed the meaningful smile on Pops's face, as though he had something else on his mind.

Besides, he clearly remembered the reports of Lin Ye defeating Kaido and killing Akainu.

That kind of strength was likely not something even Pops could achieve easily.

Whitebeard shook his head.

"Gurararara... You've got it wrong."

"I'm not going there to