Red-Haired Shanks's Inquiry, Supreme Great Swordsman

"It was not long after you left that she fell ill."

Usopp snatched the photograph of his mother from Yasopp's hand and spoke to him nonchalantly.

"Is that so?"

Yasopp fell silent.

He had never imagined that a moment of selfishness on his part would lead to such consequences.

"You must be very disappointed in me, aren't you?!"

Yasopp walked up to Usopp and said.

Usopp shook his head. "I'm disappointed in myself right now!"

"Did White Dove say something?"

"He said I was too weak, and that I had no goal."

"Is that so? Then, Usopp, let's stake our pirate flag on a special training session! I'll teach you everything I know! From now on, no one on the seas will ever call you weak again!"

"Did you go out and come back with a broken brain? Weren't you following some small-time pirate back then? How strong could you possibly be? Have you even been to the Grand Line?"

Hearing Usopp's words, Yasopp frowned and thought to himself, There are some things Usopp needs to see with his own eyes before he can truly grow!

"Hey! What kind of talk is that?! Get up right now! This instant! Immediately! Go train! Start by running ten laps around the island! Otherwise, you don't get anything to eat today!"

The killing intent around Yasopp suddenly flared, scaring Usopp into bolting outside.

Watching his son begin his running training, Yasopp felt a trace of comfort in his heart.

"Is there enough time?"

At some point, Shanks had arrived behind Yasopp. After all, this was his crewmate's child.

"There is. Within three days, I'll definitely whip Usopp into shape. He may lack confidence, but he has my blood in him! A hundred percent hit rate is nothing more than the basics for him!"