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"Sorry, my little brother made a fool of himself in front of everyone."

The man scratched the back of his head, then shot his younger brother a fierce glare.

Moyun waved it off indifferently. He had noticed earlier that Little Five seemed to be injured, so there was no need to insist on having him show them around.

They all had hands, feet, and eyes. They could look around on their own.

"Is Little Five injured? Why don't you go back and rest properly? We can manage by ourselves."

"That won't do. Since you've come here, you're guests."

Who would have thought the man would be so unexpectedly insistent? After all, Moyun and the others had left a fairly good impression on him. They were quite polite.

Though he did not know whether they were pirates, they were far more likable than the pirates who had come before.

Every one of those previous pirates had arrived shouting about fighting and killing, only to be driven away by them in the end.

Of course, there had also been some they could not defeat, but upon seeing Big Mom's symbol, those people had fled with their tails between their legs.

"We really can do this ourselves, um..."

Moyun's mouth twitched, because he could not finish what he wanted to say. The way the man looked at him made it seem as though Moyun had done something utterly unforgivable.

"Are you sure?"

"I suddenly don't feel so sure anymore. Let Little Five show us around after all."

Moyun ultimately gave in. The people here were simply too warm and hospitable to refuse.

Only then did the man brighten up, giving Moyun's shoulder another hard pat.

"You can also help me keep an eye on Little Five. He originally wanted to compete for first