Chapter 239: World Shaken (1/3)
Chapter 238: World Shaken
"Gurararara~~!" Whitebeard sat on the deck of his Moby Dick, holding a newspaper no bigger than a sheet of toilet paper as he laughed loudly, clearly delighted.
Sitting across from him was Dark King Rayleigh, much smaller now and back to a normal person's build.
"Hahaha, he's the young hero I told you about. He was also the one who found Roger's son." There was no one else on deck. Only these two pirate legends of the old generation sat drinking together.
The pirate legends who had once loved and killed each other had let go of all their past grudges at this age, drinking boldly like two "ordinary" old men.
Watching the news about the Marines humiliating themselves, the two burst into laughter again. "That Garp—he got played by his own son in his old age. It's hilarious."
"Gurararara~~~!" Whitebeard laughed along with him.
Though they had not seen each other for decades, seeing their old companion Garp suffer a setback still brought them great joy.
Like the wicked amusement of old men, neither Rayleigh nor Whitebeard targeted Garp alone. If either of them ran into trouble or lost face, the other would be just as delighted and gleeful.
That was this group of old men's greatest joy.
Living longer than their old companions, being luckier than them, and drinking more than them!
Whitebeard took a huge gulp of wine, then suddenly began coughing violently.
"You..." Rayleigh fell silent as he watched Whitebeard, who had once fought Roger on equal footing, cough up blood.
He did not know what he could say to express how he felt. Whitebeard merely waved a hand openly. "Just old ailments. At our age, isn't it normal to have a few old problems?"
He held