At those words, Sengoku's expression changed.
"You're going to kick him out of the Marines?"
"Have you lost your mind?"
Kong gave a dry laugh.
Then he shook his head.
"A few words aren't enough to condemn him, let alone kick someone like Xia Le out of the Marines!"
"What matters more than what he said is what he can do for the Marines."
Sengoku breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just that Xia Le will probably be kept out of the spotlight for a while."
Kong shook his head again, regret in his voice.
A young Marine with such potential had a bright future ahead of him. He might even inherit the position of Fleet Admiral and make a contribution to the world.
But a few words had jeopardized that future.
"A lot of people in the Marines support him!"
Sengoku's voice was heavy.
"I know. Both he and Garp have strong support among the rank and file, along with a great many admirers."
"That support is also what prevents the World Government from moving against him lightly."
Kong smiled faintly.
"But we can't pretend he never said those things."
The Fleet Admiral narrowed his eyes. After a long silence, he sighed again.
"Let him leave Marine Headquarters."
"Perhaps in ten or twenty years, he'll be more mature."
"Only then will he be a truly qualified Marine officer."
"By then, the world will have forgotten those words."
Sengoku fell silent at the decision.
Deep down, he thought highly of Xia Le—of both his strength and his character. Even though those words had angered certain people, and Sengoku himself, he could not help admiring him for them.
Seeing Sengoku's expression, Kong sighed once more.
"We can delay issuing the order for a while."
"And don't worry. With his strength and