On the deck of the Moby Dick.
Since it was time to eat, the banquet began, as was customary among pirates.
The entire deck rang with laughter and merriment, along with the clinking of cups and dishes.
Every so often, cries and words of gratitude rang out as well.
"Waaah, thank you so much, Captain Ye Mu. My wife and children were killed by the Celestial Dragons. Our merchant ship happened to appear near a warship they were taking out, so they sank us. I was the only one who survived. They had no reason at all. From that moment on, I swore to take revenge. Waaah..."
"My country was the same. In order to pay the Heavenly Tribute to the Celestial Dragons and the World Government, our country grew poorer and poorer. We couldn't even afford one meal a day. Yet despite that, our country was eventually destroyed by war. The World Government had clearly taken so much money from us, but they didn't protect us. When we begged them for help, they said it was our own problem..."
"When I was little, my father and mother were captured by slave traders and sold to the Celestial Dragons. I haven't seen them since then. Waaah... So many years have passed. I know in my heart that they may already be dead, but I... I simply had no way to avenge them. I was too weak, Captain Ye Mu..."
"..."
Although this was the pirate ship of the Whitebeard Pirates, the deck was filled with pirates expressing heartfelt gratitude and offering toasts to Ye Mu, who refused none of them.
How should he put it? This was actually part of his strategy.
There was no way to deal with Whitebeard and the others through force, so he could only win