Surrounded by marines, Ye Chen still wore a smile. He showed no trace of panic and simply stopped running, taking his stand in the middle of the Deck.
Kachi caught up and stopped too. Like Ye Chen, he was far from angry. He was grinning from ear to ear.
For Garp, the long voyage had been unbearably dull. Now that something interesting had finally happened, he could hardly have been happier.
"What's your name?"
Garp folded his arms and looked down at Ye Chen with a smile.
"Ye Chen!"
"Ye Chen? I feel like I've heard that name before. Or maybe I haven't. Never mind. What do you do?"
Garp scratched his head and thought for a moment, then frowned.
Garp had visited the Holy Land seven years ago, but he couldn't stand the Celestial Dragons' behavior and had spent the whole time sleeping. Naturally, he had no memory of Ye Chen.
"What do I do?"
Ye Chen's eyes darted about. Since he'd decided to become a Pirate, there was no reason to hide it. He straightened his back and answered proudly, "I'm a Pirate."
"Hm? A Pirate?"
Startled, the marines on Deck tensed as though facing a formidable enemy. Many had already raised their guns.
Ye Chen paid them no mind. At the word "Pirate," veins bulged on Garp's forehead. "You little brat. How much is your bounty?"
Ye Chen shook his head, deliberately counted on his fingers, then sighed. "Sorry, I only just became a Pirate. My bounty's still zero. Why don't you give me one for eight hundred million or a billion? I'd be grateful."
"You little punk! Are you making a fool of me?"
Garp ground his teeth in anger, his eyes blazing.
Ye Chen hurriedly shook his head. "I really haven't been a Pirate for