Impact

"Phew..." Li Ziming let out a long breath and realized he was lying on a large bed.

"You're awake, kid." Golden Lion looked at Li Ziming. "You really caused a huge stir this time." He studied the newspaper in his hand with great interest.

"A huge stir?" Li Ziming shook his head. "This is nothing. When Ace is executed, that's when Sengoku and the others will probably really want to kill me." Li Ziming sat up. He had not suffered many injuries in the battle, mostly just fatigue. After all, with the upcoming Marineford War, he did not want his body to be in an injured state.

"Heh, terrorist? Shouldn't that be what they call that guy Dragon?" Li Ziming looked amusedly at the title the newspaper had given him. "And the Marines actually raised my bounty this much in one go. What's with five hundred million? My bounty is higher than everyone else on our ship now."

"Why don't you mention that they only want you dead?" Perona walked in carrying water and some food.

"Whatever. They never intended to capture me alive from the moment they started hunting me." Li Ziming shrugged, took a drink of water to moisten his throat, then began eating.

"Aren't you worried about your companions?" Golden Lion asked curiously. "Weren't they all sent flying by Kuma? Kuma is a ruthless fellow."

"It's fine. Kuma is a spy for the Revolutionary Army. No matter how ruthless he is, he won't be too cruel to his superior's son." Li Ziming explained a little. "Besides, scattering everyone like this might not be a bad stimulus for them."

"True enough. You lot look fairly strong, but you still aren't strong enough to enter the New World. Not just you—even the whole so-called generation of rookies looks impressive,