"Whoooosh!"
The wind swept through, sending the dust swirling before it quickly dispersed.
The pirates guarding the pavilion could now see the newcomer clearly.
He had a black crew cut, a loose black robe, and a long sword at his waist. His youthful face looked to be in its twenties or thirties, yet deep in his eyes lay the weathering of a very different age.
The instant his gaze fell on them, the pirates shuddered. Fear rose instinctively within them, as though that single glance had seen straight into their hearts.
But they soon recovered and drew their weapons.
"Did you just call our captain by his name?"
"You've got some nerve!"
Who was their captain? Golden Lion Shiki, one of the three legendary pirates! Yet this young man dared to be so brazen?
"Do you know who he is?"
One pirate roared angrily and was about to charge at the man before him.
Just then, the young man suddenly grinned and widened his eyes.
"Do you know who I am?"
Humm!
The pirate froze. In the next instant, a vast, staggering, domineering presence swept over him.
Even the air seemed to erupt into a gale.
Space trembled, sending ripples surging into the pavilion.
The pirates standing at the entrance went rigid. Their eyes gradually rolled back, and their grips loosened on their weapons.
"Thud, thud!"
The sounds came one after another as figures crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
River's expression remained impassive as he looked up at the towering pavilion ahead.
Though he had yet to enter, he could already sense the splendor and revelry within. The rich aroma of liquor reached his nose, while deafening cheers rang out one after another.
"What a noisy scene!"
"Let my arrival add another spectacle to your feast!"
"Shiki!"
Speaking softly, River