Whitebeard pushed the bowl of wine toward him.
Lin Nuo picked up the bowl and took a sip.
For the time being, the matter had come to an end, and the atmosphere in the tavern gradually returned to normal.
Everyone went back to their own conversations—those drinking drank, those eating ate.
After a while, a figure leaned closer.
"Hey, White Hair."
Lin Nuo looked up. It was Moria.
Moria looked far more spirited now than when they had first met. With the Memory Seahorse and Lin Nuo's help, plus his daily peak-ranked battles, his Two-Color Haki had become much more refined. Perhaps he might even awaken Conqueror's Haki in the future.
"What is it?" Lin Nuo looked at him. "You've rarely asked me about things lately. What's up?"
Moria lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "On the way here to Fish-Man Island, I saw a huge shipwreck in the sea. It looked abandoned at the time, so I didn't think much of it."
"Did you see it?"
Lin Nuo raised an eyebrow. "What, the Navy has impounded our Mike, so you want to switch to a new ship?"
"Not at all!" Moria waved his hands. "It's just that you always know everything. Thinking about it now, such a huge ship must have had an extraordinary origin, right? I was just curious."
Lin Nuo nodded, understanding what he meant.
"A huge sunken ship? That should be Noah's Ark."
"Noah's Ark?" Moria blinked. "Sounds pretty impressive."
"It was indeed impressive." Lin Nuo took a sip of wine. "Hundreds of years ago, it was the means by which Joy Boy made an agreement with the Mermaid Princess. It was said to be able to carry every merfolk and Fish-Man Tribe member away when the floods came."
"Joy Boy failed to fulfill that promise