The Gallagher Family worked efficiently.
The day after the meeting ended, five hundred outstanding elite fighters had already been assembled.
They were an important part of the Gallagher Family's strength, the best at storming strongholds and seizing territory in conflicts with gangs and other underground forces.
Their departure would inevitably weaken the Gallagher Family's deterrent power.
Yet no one complained.
Everyone knew that Carl was the Gallagher Family's true pillar of strength.
As long as nothing happened to Carl, the Gallagher Family could continue to survive.
That was right: survive.
To truly powerful forces, destroying the Gallagher Family was an easy matter.
Even without the Navy intervening, the Gallagher Family faced enormous obstacles to its continued expansion.
Along the way, the Gallagher Family had managed to offend practically the entire underworld of the North Blue.
The hefty bounties offered by the underworld had drawn countless predators to target them.
Killing any member of the Gallagher Family would earn a sizable bounty.
Ultimately, the Gallagher Family had grown afraid.
After Carl left, they would have even more reason to keep a low profile.
Besides, Carl was the heart of the Gallagher Family. Many members were willing to follow her, and there was nothing they could do to stop them.
The Gallagher Family's members fulfilled every one of Carl's requests.
The Gallagher Family belonged to Carl in the first place.
Skilled people from every trade were gathered: cooks, navigators, musicians, and doctors.
Almost everything they needed had been provided.
By the time they officially departed, the group had grown to nearly eight hundred people.
A large ship flying the Gallagher Family's wolf flag lay moored by the shore.
Every faction paid close attention to the news that Gallagher Carl was leaving, the man who had single-handedly cut a bloody path across the