"You're killing me, boss. This is the first time I've ever seen you get this sappy."
"It's a miracle Lin Mo actually held back from hitting you."
"I bet if the boss says a few more nauseating things, Lin Mo's going to start swinging."
Red-Hair roared with laughter. "Hahaha, what do you know? This is how I express my love for my dear son. I wouldn't do this for just anyone, right, my dear boy?"
"Enough." Lin Mo frowned slightly and unceremoniously pushed Red-Hair away. "You promised me. Start talking."
"All right, all right." Red-Hair waved a hand and smiled. "Everything began in Foosha Village in the East Blue. That was where we first met. You were only ten back then..."
Then Red-Hair recounted everything he knew about Lin Mo over the years, embellishing the story as he went.
Setting aside Red-Hair's exaggerated claims about how well he had treated him, the rest of the story left Lin Mo deep in thought.
The others who had accompanied him to the West Blue wore looks of disbelief after hearing about Lin Mo's exploits.
Monica asked incredulously, "This kid's actually that powerful? He doesn't even take Marine Admirals seriously?"
Jahi secretly breathed a small sigh of relief. Thankfully, he had never given Lin Mo a hard time.
Holland swallowed, his brain grinding to a halt.
Teng Hai's reaction was fairly normal, but he, too, sank into thought like Lin Mo.
Red-Hair chuckled. "Forget Admirals. Even Whitebeard thinks highly of this brat. Between you and me, Whitebeard wanted to make Lin Mo his son, too. Unfortunately for him, I beat him to it."
His words left everyone stunned once again.
Although Red-Hair had told him a great deal, the longer Lin Mo thought about it, the more interested he became in those crew