Thud! Thud! Thud!
The warship was so quiet that heartbeats and breathing could be heard clearly. Two people were more shaken than anyone else.
One was Jewelry Bonney. She stared at Wuli, confusion in her eyes, but even more anger.
Thoughts crowded her mind. The strongest Navy Captain? So Wuli was a Marine? Wasn't he a bounty hunter?!
The other was Wuli. He heard the implication in Garp's words, and his heart sank. Did Garp already know?
As a hero of the Marines, Garp bore both their glory and their shame. What would he do?
Wuli had no idea. He wasn't Garp's grandson, after all. He couldn't expect special treatment.
"Nothing to say? You owe me an explanation, at least, Captain Wuli." Garp watched Wuli's silence, his face expressionless.
Wuli said nothing. Instead of giving Garp the explanation he wanted, he placed a fist against his chest and met his gaze.
An overwhelming pressure rolled off Garp the Hero and bore down on Wuli. In an instant, the skies seemed to shift. Winds howled, waves towered, and the pressure became almost unbearable.
This was only a glimpse of the legendary Marine's strength.
It wasn't directed at Jewelry Bonney, but even she struggled to breathe.
Only then did she remember that what Wuli had done earlier didn't fit his duty as a Marine. It had gone against it.
A terrifying thought struck her. Was Garp the Hero going to purge the Marines of one of their own? If he meant to, who could escape him? Who could withstand him?
She couldn't help casting Wuli a worried glance.
Crack!
Wuli's body creaked under the pressure, as though every bone might snap. Blood seeped from his mouth and his wounds, and cracks spread across the deck beneath his feet.
His consciousness flickered, but