Kaido: My Son-in-Law Is Quite Sensible; I Didn't Raise My Daughter for Nothing!

New World, Wano Country, Onigashima.

Amid the mist, a massive skull-shaped island loomed in and out of view. Its gaping mouth resembled a gateway to hell, while dim yellow lights glimmered from its hollow eye sockets.

Pavilions and towers were built along the mountainside. Carved railings and jade-like masonry glowed coldly beneath the lights, artificial hills and flowing water wound between them, and twisting covered corridors transformed what should have been a grim, terrifying skull island into the capital of some ancient kingdom.

The pavilion at the highest point had no walls, open to the wind on all sides, offering a view of all Onigashima and even Wano Country in the distance.

Kaido sat cross-legged in the middle of the pavilion, holding a gigantic sake jug more than two meters tall, one that an ordinary person would need both arms to embrace.

He tilted his head back, pouring the liquor into his gaping maw like a waterfall. His throat bobbed, producing deep gulping sounds.

In one corner of the pavilion, five or six equally burly, wild-looking men stood with their hands at their sides, hardly daring to breathe.

Queen the Plague, Drought Jack, Who's-Who and Sasaki of the Flying Six...

These vicious men, who struck terror into countless people throughout the New World, now hung their heads like children who had done something wrong, their eyes darting about.

The atmosphere grew heavier and heavier. The air seemed frozen, and every breath was stifling.

Suddenly, Kaido stopped drinking. The enormous jug hung in midair as liquor dripped from its mouth, splashing into dark blossoms across the wooden floor.

"Wuwuwu..."

A whimper like that of a wounded beast rumbled from Kaido's throat. This monster, over seven meters tall and built with muscles like knotted stone, was actually crying.

Cold sweat beaded across