Garp raised his head and looked at the man entering his office, his expression still grim.
At that moment, he truly could not find anything to be happy about. His large hand slammed down on the newspaper on his desk with a bang.
"You've read this newspaper, haven't you?"
River paused slightly and glanced at the assistant standing nearby. Taking the hint, the assistant bowed slightly, hurried out, and closed the door.
"I have."
River nodded as he spoke.
After settling matters on Shallow Gora Island, he had returned to headquarters. Freya had given him the newspaper right away.
"Ace will be publicly executed in a month!"
Garp took a deep breath and spoke in a heavy voice.
"I know!"
River nodded.
"Dark King Rayleigh also died at your hands."
Garp spoke again, his eyes fixed on the man before him.
"A powerful man from our generation fell, just like that."
"Don't tell me you didn't feel any sadness."
River wore a faint smile. "Why should I feel sad?"
"Then is Whitebeard the next person you're going after?"
Garp gritted his teeth and asked again.
"What exactly are you trying to do, River?"
"Every time you make a move, you shake the whole world and plunge this once-peaceful world into even greater chaos."
River's expression remained unchanged. He merely smiled faintly. "I do intend to fight Newgate."
"Isn't that also why Marine Headquarters and Sengoku summoned me back?"
"As for which of us will fall in the end, who knows?"
"It could be me, or it could be him!"
"Until we actually fight, the answer remains unknown!"
Garp stared hard at him, then suddenly said coldly, "Stop joking! River, with your current strength, you were able to kill Rayleigh."
"Why would you fear Whitebeard?"
"The powerful men of our generation